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Her slightly disgusted attitude made Godfrey lose his composure instantly. “Why are you saying that? Amanda, you know very well that I love you,” he said, suddenly choking up. “Your name is still tattooed on the skin of my heart. I’ve confessed my love to you countless times. I jumped off a building and attempted suicide for you. I let rebar pierce my heart to protect you in a car accident! Look at this scar—it’s so ugly, but I’ve never regretted it...” He got out of bed and embraced Amanda from behind: Last night was my first time, and I gave it to you. So don't treat me like this. I can't bear it. I'd rather have died in that car accident to save you!" His tears soaked Amanda's back. Yet it also caused her to succumb once again in her agonizing dilemma. She opened her mouth but couldn't bring herself to leave: “…There won't be a next time. This is my final line!” “Go back to sleep. I'll stay with you for a few more days.” After Godfrey was lulled to sleep, Amanda went to the balcony