"There are matters that still need to be dealt with on Sun Island. Why did you not go with Mom?" Eric asked in a nonchalant tone.
"The congressional proposal needs to be revised."
"Oh, I see." Eric clenched his teeth. He held up his milk glass. Anger and indignation overwhelmed him. While he slowly drank the milk, he caught glimpse of Frank. Hate arose in him to an extent where he could not hide it, like a sharp rope reining in his heart. He could not control his frustrations anymore.
*
There was an assortment of flowers in the flower room of the greenhouse; most of them were purple. They looked beautiful, particularly since it was very rare to see so many flowers in winter. It was certainly very comforting to be surrounded by those exuberant flowers. The warm and cozy environment threatened to pull out all kinds of hidden feelings. The emotions couldn't be expressed in words.
A white swing chair hung low in the midst of all the flowers. Swinging slowly in the chair, Shirley felt that she had gone back to the past again. She remembered the days during which she could not be with Richie. There was no other way for her to support his life, other than by missing him dearly. She drew his pictures everyday, outlining his figure day after day. When she missed him too much, she spoke his name out aloud - once, twice, ten times, hundreds of times or even thousands of times. Only by doing this, could she go through the hard times.
"Why did you build this flower room?" Shirley asked Sheridan, who was sitting next to her.
Sheridan was still wearing his sliver mask. A shadow of a smile appeared on his lips and he replied softly,"When Elias was in Moonlight Island, he changed the acid-base property of the flowers on the island to turn them purple. I was curious about it and heard that it was because Ryan had asked for them to be changed into purple. Afterwards, I learned why. Ryan had fallen in love with someone and one day she had said that she loved the color purple. So Ryan asked all the flowers on the island to be turned into purple."
Ryan... That man was still alive in her memory.
Shirley's bright eyes turned dim when she heard his name. Even after so many years, she still remembered how he had abused her when they were both young. Those memories were carved into her mind, she could never forget it. When they grew up, Ryan's love had become even more lunatic. He loved Shirley so deeply that he wanted to imprison her and keep her to himself, so that he could wholly possess Shirley. No one could get involved in their relationship. Although there was pain and hurt in the past with Ryan, she still thought about him with fondness.
She knew very well that Ryan had truly loved her, but in a wayward and crazy way.
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