Lifting her eyes to face Harry Hall's unwavering expression, she spoke in a hoarse voice, asking,
"Back when we were in school, did you agree to be with me because you liked me, or was it because I pursued you that you..."
Helen Melendy did not finish her sentence, thinking Harry should understand what she meant.
No one knew that no matter how confident she appeared in front of others, in front of Harry, she always felt an intense insecurity.
From the moment she started liking him, openly pursuing him, even during the many years they were together, she was plagued by feelings of inferiority.
She had always felt that Harry being with her started as something he could take or leave, then gradually he became accustomed to it, but it lacked that spark of excitement.
And then there were his ambiguous actions with that wealthy heiress...
That little bit of self-confidence she had crumbled completely.
