Looking at a stream of messages from Julian in the chat box, Charles Seymour slowly pressed the keyboard, each keystroke feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds.
He only replied with two words: "I know."
Of course, he knew.
When he read the script, he anticipated this day would come.
After all, those instincts ingrained deeply within him, how could they be forgotten?
For so many years, those instincts have been like breathing, not something that amnesia can erase.
He doesn't want to avoid it; he wants Sophie to recover her memories... Maybe after regaining them, the two of them would...
No matter the outcome, he hopes Sophie regains her memories, regardless of her final decision; he will... accept it.
Charles Seymour watched through the video as she scribbled on the script, not realizing how tender his eyes were, overflowing with all his affection.
Only when looking at Sophie Wilson, does Charles Seymour's eyes light up.
