Chapter 350

Colin told me that time would bury everything.

The temperature in Jinovy reached a record high in mid-April.

Over the past few months, the 23-year-old me became more mature and composed. Whether I felt happy, sad, or angry, it all stayed hidden under my always-smiling mask.

Helen told me that I had become more aloof. She said that one day, I would become a nun who forsook mortal desires.

I laughed, saying she was exaggerating. But with a serious expression, she told me that if love hurt, it was time to let go.

I knew that, of course.

But I couldn't and wouldn't let go. There was nothing wrong with my relationship with Colin. The problem was Felix.

I caressed my wet eye corners and asked, "Are you able to let go of Matthew, then?"

Helen fell silent. Then, she began sobbing until she fell asleep.

I didn't tell her that I would never give Colin up. Love never hurt me. What I was feeling was my guilt toward Felix.

I had been dreaming about the Felix from before he turned 18, that