“If you genuinely care for me, stop talking about your uncle. We won't ever be a couple. And if you bring it up again, I'll resent both you and him. Got it?"

Jennie's cheerful demeanor vanished instantly. Her expressions morphed rapidly from understanding to concern, then to dread. Tentatively, she inquired, "Do you really despise my uncle that much?"

“Yes, very much.”

Clutching Sabrina‘’s arm tightly, the little girl murmured, “Alright. I promise not to bring him up again."

Deep down, Jennie felt a pang of sadness.