"Magnanimous? Really?"

Timothy let out a helpless laugh. "I can't be magnanimous."

Love is selfish.

He could only accept a world where, in her heart, there was room for him and him

alone.

Anyone else was unbearable.

"Don't you get it? It's this attitude of yours that pushed her further and further

away. Even Yates understands this-you're the only one who doesn't."

He understood.

He wanted to change.

But he couldn't.

He couldn't stand to see someone else in her eyes.

Couldn't stand to see her smile at anyone else.

Couldn't, couldn't, couldn't...

Too many things he couldn't do.

Timothy's voice was hoarse as he asked, "I know, but I can't help it. Vince, tell me

do? What will bring her

said Vince's name so softly, so painfully, it lodged in Vince's

was firm, merciless. "She's not coming

"Let her go."

Jessica won't have to pretend to be uncle

him, I can talk to Jessy. She

plan is that? Our family will never

was Jessica who taught him that family could be

hopeless, Timothy. The family you want-that's your dream, not Jessy's. Even now, you still don't see it? It's

like a bucket of ice water, drenching

finally waking

matter how late he came home, she'd always be there, eyes bright

the door

if he was very late, she'd fall asleep

no longer saw

away from home,

stopped coming home, day after day. No matter how he coaxed, she didn't return and he

she would never wait for

one who broke

trampled her love,

seven years. Seven years, and not a

wonder she said she'd only give him seven

long time ago there'd

weary face was

away, unwilling to

afford to pity Timothy-not at the

were

a

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