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.

hated himself for being out of control, so he began to treat

short period and that she needed companionship, so he left

room, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly

were bright and clean, reflecting his

Vicky realized that

voice was slightly

home before she

suspected that he was

dream, and she lost track of when he came home each night. Hence,

me to

completely forgotten,

and was about to prepare supper for

her clear eyes

drinking but swiftly lost control of

he bowed his head and pressed

door, but

might be having a nightmare, so he turned

beside the bed, he

and was trembling uncontrollably

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

pushed her gently, but she did not

wake Vicky up. He picked her

became clear that

weightless body felt almost as light as a tiny, helpless

heart sank. All emotions

he knew

to the extent

did not want to break his habit, so he decided to correct the change in his life

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