C315 I will Not Cross the Line

Daisy lay on the bed, not daring to breathe loudly. The more nervous she was, the faster her heart was beating. It was as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

At this moment, her mental state was probably similar to that of those condemned prisoners, waiting to be pushed onto the execution ground!

Although it was the happiest moment of her life, it was also incomparably tormenting