The look in Madeline's eyes prevented Hannah from lying.

Hannah, somewhat guilt-ridden, hesitated and looked out of the car window, then chuckled sadly.

“What other choice do I have? I have to go on with my life, so I have to compromise, don't I?”

Hannah replied reluctantly.

“Now, I finally understand that I simply can't compete with you. I was too self-righteous and naive from the start. Also, Mr. Whitman is not a man I can strive for.”

Hannah said with a sad sigh and lowered her eyes.

“M