Gabriel let go of Joyce's hair, stepping back a few paces: "For him, truly willing to be with me?"

Joyce: "For him, I'd do anything."

Seeing her resolute gaze, Gabriel narrowed his eyes: "Is it worth it? He won't see, even if he does, he won't be moved, because in his heart, there's only Eileen."

Joyce swayed slightly.

But she quickly composed herself: "It doesn't matter, what I've always wanted was never his heart."

Gabriel admired this about Joyce.

Her clear recognition, otherwise she wouldn't have said, unable to get his heart, she'd get his person.

He walked back to his desk, slightly lowering his head, but his eyes still...