Do what you want, I won't cooperate with you, but I can't stop you either

Sophie had never imagined that one day the rumbling of a bus would seem so deafening.

It was as if the entire world was resonating with a thunderous noise.

It seemed that it wasn't just the bus that was buzzing, but also her heart, pounding fiercely in that instant.

She didn't feel like crying, nor did she think the statement was of such importance.

It was just that she hadn't expected Sam to suddenly say something like that.

Her silence seemed to be her response at the time, but... what did the silence mean? Was it rejection, or tacit consent?

Or was it just a moment of not knowing how to react, a sense of being at a loss?

Sophie's brows furrowed slightly. "You better take care of yourself first. I hate it when people talk big."

Although she said this, what she actually feared more was the promise that couldn't be kept.

Some things are too ethereal.