Alex switched to another venue, and ordered three bottles of sprites at one go. There was no one else in the spacious private room except himself.

Just like that, he unhappily downed glass after glass. His vision was a blur. His mind was heavy, but his feet felt light, unable to support his weight. In his mind, the memories of the life he shared with Jane kept replaying like the reel of a movie.

In his dreams, he still saw the scenes of his shared life with Jane.

She was a woman of few word