"You will not pour this medicine into my mouth, because if I really cannot bear it and choose to commit suicide, the method of saving Shane will be buried with me in the ground. You will not know, you can only watch him die. This kind of feeling must be very unpleasant, right?"

What he holds now is the issue that Bertha cares about most.

Bertha's nails cut into her palms so tightly that her arms trembled, seemingly the only way to awaken her consciousness.

"Why should I ...