After Amelia Leaf left, the flower shop returned to its previous quiet.
Riley Sully still sat in front of the table, looking at the three airplane tickets on the long table, slowly lifted her hand, took the tickets in hand, and looked at them carefully.
The tickets were for a flight to Country M, just three days later.
'Rip...'
A crisp tearing sound rang out, and the three airplane tickets were neatly torn from the middle by the woman's slender fingers, then thrown into the trash can under the table.
No matter what she was, if she had to leave him, it could only be because she wanted to leave, and she would never change because of anyone.
Looking at the few sheets of documents in her hand, Riley Sully folded them in half and likewise threw them into the trash can, got up and walked to the bedside, although her expression still carried a trace of hard-to-hide loss.
Is it really impossible for them?
She had never wanted to be with a man like this...
