And Windsor Myres herself had all sorts of issues with Camden River.
At the moment—
Once such feelings are triggered, they're like mountain floods, irrevocable.
Tong Tung hugged her knees and buried her tear-streaked face deeply.
She cried silently.
Her shoulders kept trembling violently, revealing her emotions.
Roy Anders was extremely helpless, unable to leave, so he sat back down to keep her company.
—
Windsor Myres and Camden River left the school together.
The night breeze kept blowing.
Camden River's drunkenness had completely sobered, yet he remained silent throughout the journey, or rather, he was on the verge of breaking.
They walked for a while and entered a budget hotel at the intersection.
Windsor Myres pulled out her wallet with one hand and handed it out, saying, "One standard room."
"A king bed room?" The cashier on duty asked with a yawn.
"Yes." Windsor Myres's voice was indifferent. But later, he realized he had no boundaries.
