Chapter 66 I Hate You

• As Mary told me that she saw Ethan going to the Art room, I reached there. I gasped and my eyes dilated in horror as I saw one of our paintings slowly burning. How could he burn our memories? I'm feeling like our love is burning with this.
• No, I won't let it burn. I'll protect our memories and love both.
• I rushed to the painting and without caring about anything else, I tried to extinguish it with my hands, burning them. I just want to protect it, no matter what. My inner pain is so much that I'm not feeling any physical pain right now. Silent tears are constantly trickling down my cheeks.