As the door to the ward closed behind him, Mattew opened his eyes and looked down at his phone. The screen displayed a collection of photos of Hesper. There were not many of it, as she was not particularly fond of having her picture taken. But now, those few images were all he had left to remember her by.
"Where are you, little sister?" he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible in the silence of the hospital room.
*
Six months later.
Rickard stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie. When he did not see the person beside him, he frowned at the empty space and called out a few times, "Renfrew? Renfrew, where are you?"
Hearing Rickard's voice, Benji came in and smiled awkwardly. "Young Master Renfrew slipped past my eyes and left just now. By the time I noticed, he was long gone. I've sent someone to look for him, but they haven't found him yet."
Rickard nodded, looking down as he fastened his cufflinks. "If he doesn't want to come back, then let him be. Just let me know if you find him."
"Yes, Mr. Duval," Benji replied before leaving the room.
As he stepped into the bustling living room of the Duval mansion, Benji could not help but feel a sense of nostalgia. It had been a long time since he had seen such a lively scene. They were going to celebrate Renfrew's birthday to liven up his mood, but unfortunately, he refused to come.
Ever since Hesper went missing, Renfrew had become increasingly withdrawn, refusing to communicate with anyone except for Rickard on occasion. Although his physical health had recovered, his mental state had become closed off and unresponsive, as if he had shut himself off from the world.
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