"Alright, Grandma, I understand."

"Good. Then you can get back to your work. I won't disturb you any longer."

"Goodbye, Grandma."

Theodore blankly hung up the phone. He weakly leaned against the headboard, his gaze vacant.

The Spencers all cared so much about Rosalie. It was fine, because he cared about Rosalie too.

But she didn't care about him.

Rosalie cared about everyone-except for him.

He was the one who made foolish mistakes and lost her. He was now facing the consequences. What right did he have to complain?

Rosalie's eyes, he was a despised ex-husband, someone who could be discarded at a crucial moment. Their ten years together couldn't compare to her

take good care of Rosalie because his love for her was real. What use was there for Theodore now? Theodore looked at the sunlight streaming through the window onto his face, and closed his eyes to feel it. It

the beam of light, arriving at the window. With a whoosh, he opened the window, lifted his head, and

gracefully to the ground, unhurried and elegant.

raised a leg and stood on the

It was truly beautiful. Dying amidst this scenery didn't

much and wanted him dead, then he would die. This way, she would

care of her. She no longer needed him. He had messed everything up, so what was

on

about the

together went far beyond being just "childhood sweethearts." All the good

her hiking. When she

to see the sea, where she would snuggle in his arms, sleeping drowsily, feeling

body was numb,

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