The Love that Never Really Dies

Solomon called out behind her, “Where are you going?”

Just then, the elevator had arrived, so Solomon had to stop. A moment later, the doors slid back, revealing the passengers within it. In there stood a man and a young girl.

“Uncle Solomon!” Vivian called out to him happily and ran up to him.

Solomon bent over to pick her up, ignoring the glare the girl’s father was giving him. “You’re finally home, huh? Hmm, did you gain some weight?”

“No, I did not!” Vivian quickly denied it. “I’m a girl, Uncle Solomon. And girls can’t gain weight. That’d be bad.”

Solomon laughed, amused by her reply. After he was done chatting with the girl, he looked up at the man before him, who had been waiting for a while.

As usual, he looked upset to see Solomon. He looked furious, his gaze dark, threatening to swallow him if he didn’t answer the man’s unvoiced questions.

If Solomon didn’t tell the man who he was and why the girl looked so excited to see him, he might just be killed there and then.

Solomon.

friend?” The man didn’t like the sound of that, and his anger flared further. Hah! What nonsense! There’s no way

believe him one bit, especially not when Solomon looked so young and sounded like he knew his wife well. Well,

I thought this girl is the only one she got left. Even her husband is missing. So

into him? What’s with all the scathing remarks? I just told him I’m Macy’s friend. So

Mr. Hayes. Perhaps you’ve misunderstood me. I’m

you’re just a friend, how’d you know who I

thought that the argument was getting pointless. I never thought Sebastian would become so stubborn and unreasonable after the breakup. He’s acting

he used to be

arrived on the scene after she went back earlier. “M-Mr. Hayes? Why are you here? When did

she made her appearance, she still didn’t want Sebastian to notice anything. As such, she first glanced at Solomon before ‘realizing’ that Sebastian was there as well. To take things a step further, she even pretended to be shocked to see Sebastian

still putting up an act

audacity of how Sasha was still trying to

here I thought you’ve been suffering. Guess you’ve