Amelia was stunned at her such a polite tone.
Half-heartedly, and like a child who has done something wrong, she lowered her head.
Renea's tone eased a bit and solemnly said, "Please understand, I don't want my life to change in any way because of my identity."
Any emotion has long since become a luxury to her.
"I would feel uncomfortable if my life was made uncomfortable because of you."
Renea's words were like a sword stabbing into Amelia's heart.
"Anne, are you blaming us?" Amelia asked in a sobbing voice.
Renea calmly responded, "It's not easy to talk about whether I blame you or not, and it's not what you guys want to do if you lose me. I just feel that my current life is good and don't want to have a change, I hope you guys can respect me."
Ayden nodded in understanding.
But to Amelia, who was sick with longing, how could she understand it?"