"You're staring too much," Cici whispered, standing beside him.
Ryder didn't reply.
His mind was racing with memories—memories of how he had treated Silver.
He had never valued her.
He had always seen her as a poor girl who only wanted his money.
That was why he had never put in the effort to understand her.
That was why he had never taken the time to learn about her likes and dislikes, her dreams and fears.
And now…
Now she had lost all her memories of him.
He should have felt relieved, right?
After all, she wouldn't remember the pain he had caused her.
But instead…
Instead, he felt like someone had reached into his chest and ripped out his heart.
He turned away from the window, his emotions raging.
For the first time, Ryder regretted everything.
And it was too late.
Cici watched Ryder closely, noticing the turmoil in his eyes.
She bit her lip, hiding her anger.
She had worked so hard to separate Ryder and Silver.
And now, fate had done the work for her.
