Andrius talked the entire night; Byron just frowned and agreed.

Byron kept recalling what Andrius said while on the way back.

He should lower his stance in front of Rosalie. It was not that he did not want to, but he could not control himself every time the woman made him angry.

Often when he thought about it afterwards, he would regret it.

Now it seemed that he had to control my emotions.

After all, it was indeed because of him that they became what they were now.

It was nearly ten o'clo