I was silent for a moment, because she can't face it, I understand it, but... can she hide for a lifetime?
She doesn't know how eager I am to take her back and tell my grandparents that my heart is back.
So that my grandparents don't have to worry about her anymore.
But why does she don't understand at all?
Thinking of these, my heart was depressed. So I got up, slammed the door without looking back and left.
Krista's pov
I sat on the sofa, with some desolate heart, turned to look at the bracelet on the dinner table and asked myself, "Dad, what should I do?"
On my first night back in City A, I didn't sleep well. More than half of the reason is that Cheney left like that, which made me feel bad.
I don't know why I care so much about his anger.
So I reminded myself that I should not think too much, and sleep well.
But... I still have insomnia.
The next day, I woke up after ten o'clock. After lunch, there was still no movement from Cheney.