I don't like you, Sophia

Stella deeply loved Adrian, and he relied on her very much. Adrian was like a piece of wood she found floating in the lonely sea. She grasped it very tightly because he was very important to her. As long as she let go of him, she would drown in the water. When RK returned to the Kingston family home, he felt that he had led a particularly tough life in the past few days. Stella's return brought him trouble. It was so troublesome that even he could not solve it. For the first time, he felt helpless. It seemed that in the face of fate, everyone was insignificant. The most important thing was that his lifeless heart seemed to be beating slowly again. Was this a revival? Or was it more appropriate to say that he had come back from the dead? He didn't know, but that kind of dazed and fleeting life seemed to make him feel that his life was not so bad. When he was about to go to bed in the evening, he heard someone knocking on the door. As soon as RK opened the door, Sophia's body fell. He en