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.

his behavior and hated himself for being out of control, so

period and that she needed companionship, so he left her alone at home without even checking

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

were bright and clean,

brief moment of confusion, Vicky realized that she had a nightmare

Her voice was slightly hoarse. “When did you come

late and would rarely return home before she went to bed. By the time she woke up,

that he was

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

want me to make some late

her were completely

out of his embrace and was about to prepare supper for

her to meet her clear eyes that were devoid of

drinking but swiftly lost control of

bowed his head and pressed his

on the door, but there

having a nightmare, so he turned the doorknob

lamp beside the bed, he

and was trembling uncontrollably as

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

pushed her gently, but

picked her up and was about

it became clear that she

felt almost as light

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

knew that it was

was very busy, but not to the extent that he did not have time to

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

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