“Sir, she’s still refusing to eat.”

Tyrone, a lit cigarette in his hand, responded, “Just let her be for a while.”

The wind carried the ashes, depositing them on the floor.

Numerous cigarette butts littered the area.

Karen noticed the red streaks in Tyrone’s eyes and sighed.

He had never been a smoker. When had he started this habit?

Just two days ago, they had lost Cesar, and now their child. He had gone without sleep for days, resorting to smoking to stay awake.

it was his

herself. If only she hadn’t gone shopping at

wouldn’t have lost the baby.

left with

in the room. At some

evening, Tyrone reentered

turned her head slowly at the sound of the door.

quickly averted her gaze, closing her

a couple of meters from the bed. “Sabrina, I understand that you don’t want to

if

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