What was he feeling guilty about? My heart sank.
I turned my head away, avoiding his touch.
"I'm feeling a bit panicked, Felix. I want to postpone the wedding. Will you be mad at me?"
Felix let out a sigh and smiled.
"I'll listen to you, but baby, can you not make me wait too long? I'm so eager to have a home with you."
I forced a smile and buried myself in my meal.
From then on, I often used the excuse of being too busy with the new school semester to turn down his invitations for dates.
Late at night, I flipped through Daisy's diary repeatedly.
Each time, I felt a deeper sense of fear and empathy.
It was as if I truly was the mother who had been abused to death.
I couldn't help but think, if I refused to marry Felix, would that poor girl be willing to come back to this world again?
That night, I had a strange dream. I dreamt that I was flying a kite with a little girl in the sunshine. We ran and laughed together, and she called me "Mom."
I woke up from the dream in a daze and found myself in the hospital.
Why did I come here? Should I abort or save her?
I sat in the fire escape for a long time, so long that I heard two familiar voices.