During the mourning time, Sean was rarely home. His busy out-of-town work schedule meant that he often came home late at night or not at all. When he did come home, Sean always seemed exhausted, his face radiating a sorrow he never expressed. He went straight into the room, and when Elena tried to greet him with a seductive outfit, Sean glanced at her and said, "Change your clothes and go to bed!"It was good for Elena. When she was grieving, fate seemed to give her time to rest. She didn't have to serve Sean. Her feelings were still in turmoil.That night, Elena still waited. She looked at his peaceful face as Sean fell asleep with silent breaths. There was no sign of the usual dominance or control radiating from his face. Elena caressed Sean's face slowly, her fingers trailing Sean’s firm jaw."What's got you so tired?" she whispered, not expecting an answer.A strange feeling of pity washed over her. Sean, who usually seemed so strong, now looked fragile. Elena closed her eyes, hug
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