Wheeling Gull Isle i know, i know

Heaviness seemed to spread between them. She backed away, removing herself and instead settling beside him. A steady southward breeze blew over the bay; Ying closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the moment.

You're too good of a man to be a bad father. They all had their flaws, their troubled pasts. Fear of forcing her trauma onto her own was one of the things holding her back. I remember when we were kids. She mused on the thought for a moment, eventually re-opening her eyes to look at Feng's face.