Just the thought that in the future, Damian Sinclair will no longer be part of my life.
Even that his arms will hold another woman, showering her with affection and care.
Bella Acker's heart aches with panic, as if an enormous hole has been dug out of her heart, leaving it empty and unanchored, needing urgent breaths to not succumb to the pain on the spot.
Bella Acker hugged her knees tightly, crouching on the ground, holding herself firmly, as tears fell heavily to the floor, "Damian Sinclair... Damian Sinclair..."
She kept repeating Damian Sinclair's name, suddenly stood up, opened the door, and rushed out. The elevator happened to arrive at this floor, and she recklessly dashed inside like a madwoman, startling the neighbors who were about to exit the elevator.
At this moment, Bella Acker couldn't care about anything else. When the elevator reached the first floor, she frantically dashed outside, not even caring when her shoes fell off, running barefoot ahead.
