Nick felt no sorrow nor relief. His heart was hollow. Standing at the very top of the world, he realized how tired he was of everything.He transferred all his assets to Lisa, hoping she would live the rest of her life without worry. Then he gave his assistant a generous severance package and told him to retire early.Looking around at everything that once defined his life, memories of Lisa came flooding back—her scars, her despair, her cold eyes.And for the first time, he understood that he had never truly paid for what he’d done.He took off his shirt, grabbed a rattan cane, and began to strike himself. Each lash landed hard, tearing his skin until blood ran down his back.“Little stray, I’m sorry.”“Little stray, I love you.”He whispered her name between ragged breaths, each apology breaking the silence of the empty room.He couldn’t stay in the city another day without her.Dragging his wounded body, Nick set out to retrace every road they had once walked together, revisi
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