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.

he drowned his sorrows in liquor, frequenting

concerns were the least

thoughts of death as a form of

handsome appearance and wealth, numerous women approached him,

he leaned against the railing, gazing up at the apartment he once shared with Olivia, his eyes welled with

his inner turmoil as he reached for the bottle once more,

“Dylan!”

turned to find Gina standing

pleaded,

help him up, she

Dylan’s outburst was sharp.

I despise you? Are you satisfied now? I’ve

were red from crying, but she spoke softly after a moment

want me around, you

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