“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

herself. If only she hadn’t

wouldn’t have lost the baby.

were left with a

alone in the room. At

evening, Tyrone reentered

head slowly at the sound of

averted her gaze, closing her

a few steps forward, stopping a couple of meters from the bed. “Sabrina, I understand that you don’t want to see me, but could

respond. It was as if she

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