Harold had previously witnessed Rena’s captivating charm when she engaged in such intimate gestures with him.

His emotions surged, fueling a blaze of anger within him, prompting his fists to clench tightly.

Overwhelmed by Rena’s painful yet joyful groan, Harold succumbed to an impulsive urge, striking the adjacent wall with a forceful punch.

Crimson droplets adorned the wall’s surface, creating a splattered canvas of blood.

Harold’s hand, wounded from the impact, bled profusely.

seemed impervious to the pain, remaining motionless as his countenance grew

to storm into the ward and whisk

such a course of action would promptly annul his engagement

his endeavors would crumble to naught in

a heavy heart, Harold took his leave, driving

once called this place home for a span of two years and the security guard still retained vivid recollections

the greeting with a stoic

door, revealing an apartment spanning approximately

dwelled within this aging apartment, where Harold’s mother would

Times were arduous indeed.

sense of self—worth, Rena would frequently grace his presence, preparing meals for him and discreetly offering him financial

a naive

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