Unable to push the person in front of her, Zoe's hands finally fell limply to her sides.

Her face turned deathly pale, her voice filled with profound resentment. "Barrett, you're delusional. There's absolutely no possibility of any connection between us anymore. Let go and bury that hope!"

People passed by, but Barrett held her tightly. She struggled to move back, her back against the wall behind her.

His voice dropped to a whisper, so low and distinct, carrying an air of indifference, like a tightly woven net descending upon Zoe's head.

Zoe wanted to escape, but she couldn't, feeling trapped in a deadlock once again, just like many years ago....