For several days, Lara had to stay in the hospital. The ultimatum was clear, and Andre would not make Lara’s mood any worse. He had no choice but to comply, though his heart ached.
Lara.
When would Andre ever get to talk to her again as old friends, share stories, and also … the warmth that had long disappeared from his life?
***
Andre washed his face with the rushing tap water. The reflection of his face in the mirror annoyed him. Andre looked at himself. The fine lines indicating age could not be denied.
He had waited for Lara for over a decade. And this was the end result.
Lara already had a family … though that family … was it … bad?
“Damn it!” Andre growled, clenching his fists. “Family? Husband?” Andre laughed bitterly. How could a man like Seno end up with Lara?
“Why not me?” Andre muttered as he raked his hair roughly. Lara. She had walked down the aisle, and all the chances Andre had been waiting for had practically evaporated. Time that could not be turned back had destroyed
