Wiping my tears, I turned around and left.Adrian followed behind me, catching up.He wanted to touch me but dared not to."Camilla," he said somewhat timidly.I kept my lips tightly shut and didn't answer him.Adrian sounded as though he was about to cry. He grew anxious."Camilla, don't ignore me."He stepped forward and grabbed me, pleading for me not to leave."It's all my fault. Don't blame yourself. I killed her. I'll make amends to her. I'll buy her the best urn and find the most peaceful, well-located cemetery for her."I forcefully shook off his grip on my sleeve, only to find him holding on even tighter.But I had not even a shred of sympathy or pity as I used my strength to break free.Adrian fell to the ground, seemingly hitting something hard.Having been pampered his whole life, he surprisingly said nothing this time.Instead, he hurriedly scrambled up, terrified that if I left now, I'd disappear for good.With a sob in his voice, he said, "Camilla, just say
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