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Lowering her eyes, she began worrying her lip and wondering if the woman was right.
Could it be that I really haven't given up on Stanley yet? But how can that be? I've already
forgotten about him. No, maybe she's right. Maybe I haven't let go of my love for him. I've
forgotten about him and my feelings for him, but this process was not natural—it was
artificial. That means I never truly forgot about him nor let my feelings for him fade away.
I've only suppressed them in the deepest part of my heart. They're still there; they're just
locked up in a corner. If they're still there, that means I still have feelings for him.
Subconsciously, I'm still pining for him. I just didn't realize it.
“Miss? Miss?” The woman waved a hand in bemusement when she realized Joyce was in a
daze again.
Curling her lips into an embarrassed smile, Joyce then said to the woman, “Sorry, I spaced
out again.”
“It's okay.” The woman shook her head. “Miss, I don't know in what way your heart was
broken, but I'm sure it had to be a harrowing one with how tired you look. So, I won't say
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtit's the best option for you to rediscover those feelings. However, I hope you'll think long
and hard about how you should handle the sorrowful feelings you have trouble letting go
of. Only then will you know true peace. Only then you'll be able to move forward.”
“Thank you. I will.” Joyce stood up and cast the woman a grateful smile.
The woman was right. Even though she had forgotten about Stanley and her feelings for
him, she was still affected because of him.
Ultimately, that was because she could not completely let go of her lingering feelings for
him.
The memory of her body could never be erased.
If she did not confront it and think of how she should handle her feelings for Stanley, he
would always be leading her by the nose.
She would never experience peace. Even if she could not recall anything about him, the
memories of her body would compel her to remain confined in the past for an endless
duration.
That was not something she wanted.
After bidding the couple goodbye, Joyce took a deep breath and walked toward the
inpatient department, planning to clean up the glass shards on the floor and take the
opportunity to have a good chat with Stanley.
As for what they should talk about...
Joyce pursed her lips and stopped her train of thought as she entered the elevator.
In no time, she was right outside Stanley's ward.
Upon lowering her head, she realized that the glass shards by the entrance were gone,
and the spot by the doorway had been cleaned.
A look of astonishment flashed past her face. Then, she lifted her head to look at the
closed door, contemplating.
He can't have been the one to clean the glass shards up, right? No, no, no. That can't be.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe hasn't even recovered from his injuries yet. He can't do anything too strenuous, so it
can't be him who did this. But who is it then?
Joyce realized she had to enter to ask him about it to find the answer.
With that thought in mind, she inhaled and reached out to knock on the door. “Mr. Quinn,
are you asleep? Can I come in?”
Stanley was resting on his bed when he heard her voice. Immediately, he opened his eyes
to look toward the door as surprise flitted across his face.
She recollected herself so quickly? Nevertheless, Stanley quickly pushed aside his surprise
as he began staring at the door.
Even though some of her memories had been altered, Joyce would still be the same
person.
Hence, he could somewhat guess what she would do next.
He thought she would be deeply affected by the conversation she overheard and would
not return for hours.
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