“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.

perhaps it was his attempt to

she

wouldn’t have lost

were left with

the room. At some point,

evening, Tyrone

slowly at the sound of the door.

her gaze,

took 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 you please

didn’t respond. It was as if she hadn’t heard him

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