تسجيل الدخول[I’m sorry, Quentin. I want so badly to hold you. But I’ll never be able to again.]I could feel my soul slowly fading away.I knew I was about to disappear for good.Before I left, I just wanted one last look at Quentin. I wanted to see his baby too. Would the child look exactly like him? Would he
As I left, I heard someone calling after me. “Quentin! Quentin, is that you? You’ve been by my side this whole time, haven’t you?”I was terrified.The person chasing me from behind seemed horrifying.As I drifted, my thoughts grew more and more muddled, and my soul began to scatter…I knew I was le
“Enough, Julian! Enough!” Susan suddenly erupted.A prison guard pinned her down. “Settle down!”“Enjoy your time in prison!” Julian said. He had nothing more to say to her.He turned and walked away without a second glance.I watched Susan, disheveled and forlorn, and felt nothing.Once I let some
“No! I didn’t cause his death. I didn’t kill him!” Julian was a grown man, but he was crying with fear.Once, Susan had suddenly fainted from low blood sugar. When she woke up, I couldn’t hold back my tears. She’d mocked me for not being man enough.I wondered what she’d think of Julian now.“You i
“I—I didn’t. I always respected your relationship with Quentin. I never crossed the line,” Julian said nervously. “Did Quentin tell you something? Are you starting to doubt me?”“You said you sold your house and car to help me. Do you remember what day you sent me the money?” Susan demanded.“I… Ho
He led Susan to the dining table and sat her down.Then he served her a bowl of oatmeal.“Try it. I made it myself.” Julian watched her expectantly, then suddenly paused. “Susan, what happened to your forehead? It’s swollen, and it’s bleeding!”“You’re only noticing now?” Susan asked sarcastically.







