"I hope you will die," Lise said her words with ease, but tears fell from her eyes, as she touched her stomach and felt her child.
Lise felt terrible when she said those hurtful words to Gael. She wanted to take them back, it was not her nature to try hurting another person.
On the other hand, Gael didn't even flinch when he heard that. He had expected the worse and those words didn't hurt him, though he felt his chest caving in, since he knew that Lise was telling him the truth.
"I am sorry to give you pain when I intended to give you happiness, I am sorry for making you go through misery when I want to give you joy." Gael came closer to Lise and stood in front of her, blocking her view of the mirror. "I am sorry I put you in hell when I know you deserve more than me."
Lise lifted her head and stared at Gael through her teary eyes. "In that case, why don't you let me go?"