Byron looked at the way she looked at the sea. His eyes darkened, and he felt a bit of self-blame in his heart.

‘Six years ago, this woman was like this, standing here alone.

‘What was she thinking at that time?

‘Was she blaming me?’

He raised his feet and walked to Rosalie. Looking at the woman in front of him, his eyes were filled with six years worth of distress and guilt.

When Rosalie turned her head, she saw the man in front of her. For a moment, she really felt like she had gone back