Just as his feet hit the ground, he walked straight to the table and poured himself a glass of whiskey. Then, he drank it all and walked to the window.Looking out the window at the neon lights, frustration struck him again. He was being deeply dragged into endless purgatory.Suddenly, the veins on his forehead bulged. His grip tightened, and he crushed the wine glass.The glass shattered, and the shards fell through his fingers with traces of blood. However, Zac appeared expressionless, as if he did not feel the pain.He never wanted a divorce. He never wanted Olivia to leave him.She had to be his one and only!Obsession was like a seed. Once it was rooted, it would only grow deeper, eventually engulfing you and making you its slave....The hospital.In the afternoon, after everyone had left, Olivia dozed off.By the time she woke up, it was evening. She struggled to turn on the light and found herself alone.Recalling Zac mentioning bringing Mrs. Simmons and the kids, Ol
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