Chapter 83: Love has been destroyed, too weak to bear.

Grayson Sutton sat across from her and scooped some pudding for himself before he looked at Violet Don's still somewhat pale face and said, "You look like you're sick."

Violet Don paused, her lips trembling, and it took her a long time to finish her sentence, "My brother... has passed away."

"Condolences."

Grayson Sutton's movements stiffened, and putting down his spoon, he reached out to rub Violet Don's damp head before resuming his original posture, "So, are you this sad because your brother is gone?"

"No... it's not that."

Violet Don's body warmed up, but in that moment, those emotions swept over her once again. Staring at the coffee in her hand, she suddenly felt the urge to cry from this unfamiliar care.

Outside the window, the rain was relentless, as if giant waves threatened to break through the wall and engulf her.

Violet Don felt as if her whole heart was still out in the rain and had not been brought back inside, continually bleeding and aching.