The Final Goodbye
With that, I walked away for good.
Just me, my scars, and my sorrow.
They only felt the weight of my departure when I was truly out of sight.
I left with nothing but a single photograph.
"Kelvin just doesn't get it," Jeff mused, his voice tinged with frustration.
"Throwing a fit like that, what does he hope to gain? Even if he storms back to that orphanage, it won't be long before it's torn down for new buildings. Why go through all this trouble?