Her voice had become shrill, her eyes wide open, her trembling tone was so uneasy, as if she were on the verge of tears.
"I want you to tell me, what exactly is going on? What are you afraid to tell me; what have you hidden from me? Speak up!"
Rumbles of thunder flashed in the distance. In the tropics, storms come as quickly as they are spoken, and the sky soon became covered with dark clouds, the light dimming dramatically.
The entire world seemed to fall into an increasingly darker shade, as if night were about to envelop everything, to swallow the world whole.
Jun Huang lowered his head to see her once joyful and rosy face, now plainly fraught with panic and uncertainty, so urgently questioning him, needing his answer to settle her heart, to dispel her doubts.
His heart ached with pain and filled with reluctance. Did he really need to tell her the truth?
