Chapter 93 Two Clues

• The anger and sorrow in Allie’s eyes were like a sharp blade, lacerating my heart. I gently cupped her face in my hands and apologized softly, “I’m sorry...”
• “You have your own principles to hold on to, and we have our burning passion. When these elements clash and conflict with each other, what are you going to do?” Allie looked at me expectantly.
• I lowered my gaze. Her question had me backed into a corner. I knew that I could brush her off with a perfunctory answer that would please both sides, but Allie would never fall for it. Even if she did, I could never deceive myself.