Sean didn't return to his bedroom. He couldn't. The moment he stepped inside the estate, every corner reminded him of Shannon.The coffee mug she used sat on the kitchen island, the blanket she'd wrapped around herself while watching movies remained folded over the couch. Even the small pair of slippers Aria had insisted Shannon keep was still sitting neatly beside the staircase.Everywhere he looked she was there yet nowhere at all. Without saying a word to anyone, Sean walked toward the private gym built into the east wing of the estate.The automatic lights flickered on one after another. The room smelled of leather, steel and sweat. Normally this was where he came to clear his mind. Today, there was nothing left to clear.He walked straight toward the hanging punching bag. He didn't bother wrapping his hands, didn't bother stretching, he simply stared at it for several long seconds then...Bang!His fist slammed into the leather with enough force to send the heavy bag swinging vio
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