Shawn's words started to trail off toward the end.

Gale pursed her lips. "Will you find me no matter where I run to?"

"Yes."

"That's not love. Shawn, you're just being selfish and possessive!" Gale said.

"You can say whatever you want, Galey. I can be selfish if you say so."

Shawn never believed that love involved letting go or letting the other one be happy.

He loved her, so he had to have her!

Gale bit her lips, trying to push him away. "Since you found me, I can't run anyway. Do what you want."

She used a bit of force to make sure that she would be able to push him away. After that, she left without turning back.

After two steps, Gale did not hear anything behind her.

Strange, what was Shawn doing?

He did not chase after her and said nothing as well. How was he so quiet?

Thinking about it, Gale could not stop herself from turning back to look.

She saw Shawn against the wall, clutching the wound on his left hand with his right. His eyebrows were furrowed, looking like he