Chapter 31- uncontrollably

In the Netherlands,

on a farm, a flock of sheep bleated. Among them, a woman in a light purple leisure outfit with her hair tied up in a high ponytail was busy milking the sheep. In her crystal-clear eyes, there was a trace of darkness, a shadow that didn't match the sunny smile on her face.

"Cici, take a break. The light is too harsh on your eyes!" A girl dressed in white, nearly blending with the sheep, spoke with concern.

Cecilia paused, her hand faltering. The smile on her face slowly faded, her eyes dimming even further. She fell silent for a moment, then, with a faint, bitter smile, murmured, "Roberta, he... he must hate me this time."

Roberta rolled her eyes in response, as if helpless, and sighed, "He hates you? Well, you brought it on yourself! I mean... look at what you've done! If some amazing guy treated me even half as well as Waldo treats you, I'd be clinging to him like there's no tomorrow!"