He remained frozen in place.

Olivia’s words pierced his heart like a dagger, leaving him wounded.

A gust of wind carried the paper away, and after a moment, he retrieved it.

As he read the document, detailing the termination of a six-week pregnancy, his eyes lingered on Olivia’s signature.

Attached was a blurry ultrasound image, a faint white dot indicating the presence of their unborn child.

With the paper clutched tightly in his hand, Dylan sank to his knees, tears welling in his eyes.

He finally accepted the harsh reality.

The baby was gone, and so was his relationship with Olivia.

Afterward, Dylan turned to alcohol as a coping mechanism.

drowned his sorrows in

the

as a form of penance for his

his handsome appearance and wealth, numerous women approached him, but he rebuffed them all, finding

he leaned against the railing, gazing up at the

turmoil as he reached for the bottle once more, draining its

“Dylan!”

and he turned to find Gina

pleaded, “Don’t do this to yourself!

up, she was met with a

Dylan’s outburst was sharp.

you? Are you satisfied now? I’ve

were red from crying, but

around, you should say so

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