Henry argued, "Nonsense! I'm so handsome and kind. That's why she loves me deeply. I'm not full of myself."
Phoenix replied, "No matter how I look at it, I just can't see which part of her is deeply in love with you."
"That's because you're too stupid," countered Henry. Phoenix made a sharp comeback. "Way to describe yourself." Just as Henry was about to open his mouth, he frowned.
He stared deep into Phoenix's eyes. "Someday, you'll see her passionate love for me!"
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Phoenix.
It was almost morning, but the sky was still dark.
Phoenix, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up and stayed motionless on the bed while looking out the window.
Because there were street lights outside Stevens' villa, the light could be seen faintly.
After a while, an eagle flew over silently.
It landed outside the window, quietly gazing at Phoenix.
He stood up.
