“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.

was his attempt to

herself. If only she hadn’t

lost

they were left with

spent the afternoon alone in the room. At some

the evening, Tyrone

turned her head slowly at the

averted her gaze, closing her

of meters from the bed. “Sabrina, I understand that you don’t want to see me, but could

as if she hadn’t heard

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