Gina’s lips trembled, and after a moment, she turned and fled, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Dylan was standing under a streetlight on the side of the road as he watched Gina’s retreating figure.

He felt so much like a pathetic and ridiculous man.

Just because of a young girl’s love for him, he had ended up losing his wife and child.

Was Olivia hurt during the abortion? Did she cry her eyes out in her bed every night? Would Leyla wake up in the middle of the night, crying and looking for him?

Even though Dylan was drunk, the thought of all these still felt painful.

Even though he was on the side of the road, he squatted down.

Looking blankly at the top floor of the apartment building, he found that the lights were out, and it was quite dark up there.

He hadn’t gone back home for several days now.

he wouldn’t dare to turn on the

increased

Dylan woke

got up and walked

to smoke, but to his dismay, he found

he crumpled it into a ball and threw

slowly made his way into

tasks

he was shaving his beard, he looked at himself in the mirror and saw how

way he looked at all,

shaving, he showered, changed into a set of clean

go

never got the chance to see

piece of news

married to a rich playboy who

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