Aldana Candi showed a trace of a bitter smile on her face: "I don't know." She looked at Philip Shaw and whispered, "But as long as I can leave here, even if it's through hell and high water, I want to try."
Philip Shaw's face was extremely grim, he felt his vision gradually becoming blurry, and his heartbeat was slowing down. Tranquilizers, sedatives, he was about to fall asleep.
"Have I not been good enough to you!" He seemed to have reached the extreme of anger, gripping her arm forcefully, almost as if he wanted to take it off, "Why, why do you still want to leave?"
In the final voice, there was a hint of sorrow.
Aldana Candi looked at his face and softly said, "You are indeed good to me now. But these are not what I want."
"What is it that you want...?"
"What I want is to be without you."
