Two years later, in a crowded bar, a woman wearing bunny ears tried to cling to Jason. She blew softly against his ear and asked sweetly, "Mr. Porter, would you like a drink?""Get lost." Those two simple words were enough to scare her into leaving in a hurry.Jason's friend Daniel let out a long sigh when he saw this. "Jason, it's been two years. Stop torturing yourself."This was far from the first time he had brought Jason out to take his mind off things. Yet every time a woman came anywhere near him, one cold look from Jason was enough to send her running.Daniel said earnestly, "Jason, let yourself go. Find someone better than Sylvia. One day, you'll move on, just like you did from the pain Naomi caused you.""She's different." His friend heard the exhaustion and hoarseness in Jason's voice. "Sylvia is different."Daniel fell silent. Watching Jason bury his head and drink himself into such a miserable state, he could not help but feel his own eyes sting.Indeed, Sylvia was
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