Chapter 820

Back in high school, everyone thought Agnes was Ryder’s girl

During that time his buddies would always bring her up in conversation

It seemed like they were hell bent on playing matchmaker, pairing them up at every turn.

Looking back, Ryder recalls that period as sweet, yet tumultuous.

It felt like a fleeting happiness that he couldn’t quite grasp

Ryder always felt that his joy, both then and now, was borrowed stolen, even

He opened the door to his apartment not leading Agnes to the bedroom, but instead tidying up the couch to lay her down

“Water Agnes mumbled incoherently

get her some water, helping her sit up to take a sip. But as she drank, she vomited, right

He knew she couldn’t handle her liquor,

too much. But in her

discomfort, he

hangover tea, and fed it to Agnes

care of the mess on the

returned Agnes was sound asleep on the couch, looking

a five–year–old her face still

hadn’t changed a bit from the girl etched in Ryder’s memory

bottle of

couldn’t afford to reminisce. He had replayed these memories over and over through

back then and confessed

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