Tyler knocked on the door, but there was no response.

He thought Vicky might be having a nightmare, so he turned the doorknob and walked in to check on her.

When he switched on the lamp beside the bed, he noticed that her face was covered in tears.

She tensed and was trembling uncontrollably as she panted.

Tyler tried to wake her up, but no matter how hard he tried, she just could not wake up as if she was trapped in a nightmare.

“Vicky. Vicky…” He pushed her gently, but she did not respond.

Tyler’s pupils contracted, and he realized that something was wrong when he could not wake Vicky up. He picked her up and was about to take her to a hospital when he noticed that she had lost weight.

She had always been slim, but it became clear that she had lost even more weight.

She was still trembling, and her weightless body felt almost as light as a tiny, helpless kitten.

For some reason, his heart sank. All emotions faded, leaving only remorse and guilt behind.

He should not have ignored her, and he knew that it was done deliberately on his part.

He was very busy, but not to the extent that he did not have time to see her.

He was used to being alone and did not want to break his habit, so he decided to correct the change in his life when he realized he had invested too much time and energy in Vicky.

He stopped checking the time when he was about to leave work; he stopped having inexplicable anticipation every time he opened the door when he arrived home.

He stopped waiting for the smile on her face, the light she kept on while waiting for him, or her familiar figure on the couch.

If he had not lost control of his emotions, he would never be angry when she was harmed or come close to forcing himself on her.

Alcohol was men’s best excuse for their actions, but all it did was magnify the desires buried deep in his heart.

behavior and hated himself for being out of control, so

she needed companionship,

he carried Vicky out of the living room, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly

bright and clean, reflecting his

a brief moment of confusion, Vicky realized

voice was slightly hoarse.

home before she went to bed. By the time she woke up, he would usually

suspected that he was

nightmares, often unable to distinguish reality from dream, and she lost track of when he came home each night. Hence, she

you want me to make some late supper

bothering her were completely forgotten, and

and was about to prepare supper for

at her to meet her clear eyes that were devoid

but

a swift motion, he bowed his head and pressed his lips

door, but there

be having a nightmare, so he turned the doorknob and walked

bed, he noticed

trembling uncontrollably as she

hard he tried, she just could not wake up as if she was

pushed her gently, but she

could not wake Vicky up. He picked her up and was about to take her to a

been slim, but it became clear that she

still trembling, and her weightless body felt almost as light as a tiny, helpless

heart sank. All emotions faded, leaving only remorse and guilt

have ignored her, and he knew that it was done deliberately on

not to the extent that he did not have time to see

to break his habit, so he decided to correct the change in his life when he realized he had invested too much time

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