During my year at the psychiatric care facility, Kieran had never visited me.Feeling frightened, I'd cling to the nurses and beg them to contact Kieran through my tears. But no matter how many times they called him, he never picked up.Over time, I grew numb. Eventually, I asked them to stop contacting him.Suddenly feeling thirsty, I got up and headed downstairs for a glass of water.Kieran was on the balcony, talking to someone on the phone. He kept his voice low, but I could still hear every word."That's enough. I'll give you whatever you want. At tomorrow's auction, bid on anything you like. Consider it a gift from me," he said, his voice tender and indulgent. "I've been extremely busy lately. So unfortunately, I can't spend much time with you."He used to speak to me that way, too. But now, that side of him was reserved for someone else. I leaned against the doorframe and eavesdropped for a while. Then, I found myself growing bored.I had just turned to leave when I hea
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