Chapter 11

Samantha froze on the spot, staring at Christopher in shock and joy. "Really?" Her warm tears slid down, dripping onto his neck. Many years ago, when Christopher promised to let his parents send Samantha abroad, he felt her tears then too. Back then, his feelings were like molten lava, burning and surging. He had loved Samantha. He had loved her for many years. He even restrained himself for many years. Finally, Christopher had broken through that fear that had always held him back and taken that step. But why didn't he feel relieved? Why didn't he feel the same excitement he once had? Christopher did agree to marry Samantha, but his emotions were as flat as the horizon. Meanwhile, Samantha clung to him tightly and cried even harder. The next morning, Christopher came downstairs to find Samantha instructing the maids to get rid of some rubbish. "Chris, this is our home now. I plan to redecorate it according to what we like." Christopher glanced at the trash bin. Inside were