"Hmm." Mabel Quinn nodded, and the two of them walked out of Harris Park and got into Kyle Kinston’s car.
He had driven himself to pick her up today, and as he drove, he asked, "How did the persuasion go? Will Daniel Harris agree to the surgery?"
Mabel Quinn shook her head with an unwell look, "He’s still unwilling to undergo the surgery. I’m thinking maybe in a few days, when he’s in a better mood, I’ll try to persuade him again."
"But if he plans never to have the surgery, do you plan to keep coming to Harris Park to persuade him every now and then for the rest of your life?" Kyle Kinston said, his tone somewhat displeased and cold, unlike his usual self.
Mabel Quinn asked, somewhat surprised, "Kyle, what’s wrong with you?"
He suddenly pulled the car over to the side of the road, raised his hand to massage his eyes, trying to relax his inadvertently tense nerves, "Sorry, I’m being a bit paranoid. I also hope Daniel Harris’s eyes can recover soon."
But there seemed to be something intangible, pressing on him and making it hard to breathe. When he saw those paintings on the lawn of Harris Park, he immediately recognized that one of them depicted the past of Daniel Harris and Mabel. Follow current novels on novel{f}ire.net
It was a boy, on a stormy night, carrying a little girl and struggling forward... that belonged to Daniel Harris and Mabel’s past, their memories, a place he could never step into.
After having shared life and death once, what would it become now? And after experiencing the bomb incident, could Mabel really let go of Daniel Harris? Too many questions filled his heart, but no one could give him an answer.
Mabel Quinn turned sideways and suddenly cupped Kyle Kinston’s face, "Do you mind that I often see Daniel Harris?"
He pressed his thin lips slightly, not answering, but tacitly agreeing with her words.
Mabel Quinn said, "If you really mind, then next time when I go to persuade him to have the surgery, you can come along. This time, his eye injury was more or less because of saving me; otherwise, his injury might have been much lighter. No matter what happened between Daniel Harris and me in the past, whether it was the friendship from going through hardships together when we were young or the ups and downs later, even if he were just a stranger, I would still try to persuade and care a bit. Otherwise, wouldn’t that be too heartless?"
But sometimes, he wished she could be more heartless, but he also knew that if she were, she wouldn’t be herself, wouldn’t be the Mabel Quinn he fell in love with.
"But no matter how many times I see Daniel Harris, to me, he’s just someone who saved my life. I can repay his kindness, but I won’t use my feelings to repay it. To me, there’s only one person I love, and that person is Kyle Kinston. Apart from him, I’ve never planned to love anyone else in this lifetime." she said.
His body shuddered violently, his eyes staring at her in a daze.
She said this because she understood his unease...
In terms of emotions, she was probably much more straightforward than he was! Kyle Kinston suddenly hugged Mabel Quinn tightly, "I was being too emotional. It’s not that I don’t believe in your feelings for me, I just..."
Was afraid she would waver, afraid her sympathy and guilt towards Daniel Harris would run too deep, just afraid...
"I know, I know!" she stopped him from continuing, "Kyle, I understand." She understood his past experiences, especially his parents’ kind of emotion and ending, leading him to not believe in love at all.