‘How could I live well if my precious feelings for the one I love faded away?’

Lucas’s words were right. Although Wilson didn’t feel hurt anymore, he felt empty, almost as if he had lost something important.

Clara was resting on the couch when Wilson returned. She hadn’t turned off the lights yet.

“Hey, you’re back.”

She was startled when she saw Wilson’s bruised face. She quickly moved closer to him to inspect his injuries. “What happened to your face?! Did you drink?”

Wilson reeked of