After Max finished speaking, he leaned against the sofa, feeling drained, and didn't dare to look into Lin Yu'an's eyes.
She felt as if she had just walked a lap, naked, in front of the person she trusted most. Shame and insecurity surged like a tide.
She even began to regret why she had revealed this secret, one she didn't dare to write even in her diary.
Just then, Lin Yu'an picked up the bottle of Laphroaig Whiskey, tilted it, and slowly poured the amber liquid into her empty glass, adding some for himself as well.
"Embarrassing?" He finally spoke, his voice calm and gentle, "Why would you feel embarrassed?"
Max suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Because... it's not normal." She stammered, "I should be like others, going on dates, falling in love, trying to figure out who I really am..."
"No." Lin Yu'an interrupted her, handing the glass back to her, his gaze clear and firm.
