3: What

nder'

tting the silence of my study. I didn't raise my eyes from my g

want to

approaching argument. "Oh, it's definitely now." His t

d away. You've shut everyone out, and I can'

the glass. "What are

You're hiding in this damn house, avoiding me, avoiding everyone. You hardly ever leave this room. It's like

I had antispated. I got up, sl

ur words

you know what, maybe you should do the same. I'm your son,

passed, and it's not helping an

u think I don't understand that? You

ou take action?" L

tand. But you can't keep on pretending lik

ed. "She was my wife. You don't jus

bout living. You have to escape this rut. You need help maybe atleast a houseke

r the last time. I don't want a stranger in my home, living here and trying to

n this world!" Liam's voice shook. "Stop acting like we don't

thick mist. Hurting him was never my intention, but the pain i

her every day, who saw her pass away right in fron

h?" Liam's voice was low yet piercing. "Stay here in

stions. Instead, I dismissed him with a

I won't hold you back."He stood there for a moment

urned and exited the room,

he desk, my hands clutching the edge as I shut my ey

still, I couldn't bring myself to care. I cou

tepped out. I needed fresh air. I needed something,

last spot I should've visited, but it was the only place where I could blend in

was attention, but I h

t in the mood for chit-chat. I ordered a

has been haunting me. It had been two years since the acciden

nion, a weight I couldn't shake. I'd survived wit

f my life-it was all gone in an instant. And now, the empty spaces in my life

push the memories away when so

ut amidst the sea of faces. She wasn't loud

framed her face perfectly, her red lips curled in a sub

ring drinks

f curiosity. Maybe it was the way her eyes scanned the room, sharp a

, but in that moment, I didn't care. I crossed the room and stopped

e two of us unfolded into a night of passion n