Cynthia's POV.
I ran for a long time with the sound of the wind in my ears. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I had run under that tall tower.
The last time I was here, Arther dropped me off. He walked in front of me, holding my hands. It seemed only yesterday. I still remembered the temperature of his hand, but suddenly, we were like strangers again.
I was the one who pushed him away, and I can't resent anyone. But when I saw how intimate he was with Vivian, I couldn't quell my jealousy.
I went into the high tower and once again came to that room, where no one came, and all I wanted to do was cry.
The manor was so big, but so big that I even had to find a place where no one could hear me crying.
I squatted on the floor and let my tears roll down on the floor. I wanted t
