Noah didn’t turn on the light. Instead, he sat by the side of the bed and stared at his son underneath the dim light.

After a long time, he reached out and brushed Lorian’s cheeks. The little boy rolled to the side and lay down flat on the bed.

His defined nose and innocent eyes reminded him so much of Gwynn back when she was a little over twenty years old. Just like that, his mind was flooded with memories. The pain was so excruciating that it felt like someone stabbed him through the heart.

He was still hurting on the inside.

He found success and rebuilt his business after four years. Everyone thought he had recovered from the grief and moved on. He even convinced himself that he no longer cared about it that much.

However, meeting Gwynn again revealed to him that his heart was actually still torn to shreds!

He didn’t stay for too long.

She stood by the window when he left, her black dress blending into the surrounding darkness. She saw him going downstairs and getting