Daniel walked to the window and lifted the curtain. His eyes fell on the bus stop opposite, where a girl was sadly sitting on the waiting bench. The sad snowflakes gently fell, whitening the sky, chilling the thin body of the person he loved.
Letting go of the curtain, he hurriedly ran towards the elevator and straight down to the lower floor.
When his footsteps had just touched the curb, the bus had pulled over and quickly carried the girl away, leaving him alone and lost in the cold winter afternoon.
He didn't know that on that bus, Donna was also crying. She is a human being, not a heartless stone. His last two answers made her heartache. Her reason forced her to leave him out of her life, but when faced with him, her heart rebelled and did not want to obey her.
At the same time, in the large kitchen, Wynn and Mina stood motionless watching Rosalind tearing the bunch of green vegetables into pieces.
Wynn felt somewhat comforted because the world still had a person who couldn't pick vegetables. Although he was clumsy at cooking, at least he could do these steps of preparing ingredients well.
“Rosalind, are you not feeling well?” Mina walked closer to Rosalind and asked.
“Huh? What?”
Rosalind was startled, looked up, and then followed Mina's gaze down to the basket of vegetables. Seeing the actress confused and awkward, Mina reached out and pulled the basket towards her, smiling slightly.
“I heard the deputy general director say yesterday that you had to film from morning to night. You should rest, let us do it, it's almost done.”
“Go to his room and rest for a bit, I'll wake you up when he comes back.” Wynn also spoke up.
“Then I'll go up there. Where is his room?” Rosalind hesitated a bit.
“Second on the right.” Wynn replied.
Rosalind nodded slightly then walked towards the stairs. Just now, because she was busy thinking about whether she should go to the police or not, she didn't know what she was doing.
As soon as she entered the room, she went straight to the bed, lay down, and looked around. This private space is full of gray tones, luxurious and cold, quiet and profound, imprinted with that man's unique mark. The familiar scent of him lingered on the pillow.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered Laura. She wondered if that woman had also slept on this bed.
Thinking of that, Rosalind quickly got up, her hand accidentally touched the notebook hidden under the pillow so she curiously pulled it out to read. She was extremely surprised when she realized this was a diary, she did not expect someone like Lyle to have this habit.
Flipping through the first page and the following pages, Rosalind was shocked when everything he wrote there revolved around her, from the first day the two of them met and became friends until now.
The time points were separated by a few days, weeks, and months. His confessions were brief but enough for her to feel the sincere, deep unrequited love he had for her.
Rosalind was nervous as she flipped through the back pages. The last pages were his painful confessions. It's all related to the fact that he prevented Donna from reporting to the police to investigate her sister's death and also the fact that because he did something against his conscience, he went to a bar to relieve his sadness and then went to bed with Laura.
He stopped writing there. The photo of her sitting on a round concrete drain in the middle of a patch of white reed grass from many years ago was placed there as an end to everything.
Rosalind's tears fell. She was the one who made him do these things, to make him live in such remorse and guilt.
Trying to calm down, she hurriedly left the room and walked downstairs.
“Where are you going?”
Wynn had just brought the newly delivered bouquet into the kitchen when he saw Rosalind, so he asked. He realized that she had just finished crying, her eyes were still red, and her nose was also red.
“I don't feel well so I'll go home first. Wish everyone a nice evening.”
After saying that, Rosalind ran away. Wynn looked at her, dumbfounded. Could it be that there was something so scary in his brother's room that made her like this?
Mina heard the voices and ran over, but only saw Wynn. When she asked him, she was told that Rosalind had already gone home.
When Rosalind got home, it was already past five in the afternoon, and darkness was slowly falling. She sat huddled on the sofa, feeling empty and cold.
While she was lost in her memories, the doorbell rang. As if she knew who was outside, she jumped up and ran quickly to the gate.
As soon as she saw Lyle, she immediately threw herself into his arms, her thin shoulders shaking slightly with each sob. She had been waiting for him to come to her, but because she was afraid of ruining his work, she did not dare to call.
“Rosalind, calm down.” Lyle gently patted her back.
“I'm sorry Lyle. I'm sorry.”
After saying that, she let him go, still crying. Lyle gently grabbed her hand and led her inside. Just now, when he got home, he heard Wynn tell him what happened, he had a bad feeling so he ran upstairs to check, and found the diary lying on the bed.
“Rosalind, that…”
“I met Daniel today, I know everything, Lyle. Hurry up and call the police to arrest me.” She sobbed and interrupted him.
“Rosalind. At that time, you couldn't control your actions and accidentally killed that girl. She's gone, even if you go to jail, nothing can change.”
“But what can I do now? You have harmed Alma and Donna, harmed you and Daniel. Why am I so sinful? Why are you so stubborn in protecting a bad person like me?”
Lyle silently pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. He knew she knew the answer from him, simply because he loved her and wanted to protect her from all the storms of life.
The year that had just passed seemed endless to him. Because he couldn't do anything more to make up for Donna, he could only silently help her work go smoothly.
All the famous and influential people who regularly appeared in the publications she was in charge of were influenced by him to accept the interview invitation.
Tomorrow is Alma's death anniversary, and the editor-in-chief told him that Donna had asked for the afternoon off.
At first, he wanted to ask so that the time he and she visited the grave would not coincide, to avoid awkward encounters, but now he wanted to bring Rosalind there to meet her and face her once.
Everything must come to an end, if Donna cannot forgive and force Rosalind to pay for her sins, he will accept punishment with the person he loves so that her heart can be at peace. A human life is not long, he does not want her to be haunted by the mistakes of the past.
“Rosalind, I'll take you to see Donna tomorrow. Don't worry, whether it's heaven or hell, I'll always be with you.”