Although it was already summer, the sea breeze was still a little bit faintly cool.
Lucian waited until ten o'clock at night to see Amelia and Libby close the restaurant.
Lucian frowned at the fact that she was pregnant and also worked so late every day as before.
His heart ached, but he hated himself even more. If he had found her earlier, he wouldn't have made her suffer so much.
Amelia spoke with Libby at the door before the two left in different directions.
Lucian stood there for a long time, so his legs were a little numb. He took a few steps in place and the numbness passed before he carefully followed Amelia.
He kept staring at the woman walking carefully in front of him. She seemed to be very tired. When she walked, she would stop and pound her sore waist from time to time.
Lucian's feelings at this time were too complex to be described in words.
If the presence of tears was proof of sadness, then the feeling of heartache at this moment was proof of love.
He followed her for more than half an hour.
It's already eleven o'clock at night. Lucian’s frown deepened.
A pregnant woman should have a good rest. But she hadn't arrived home at eleven o'clock at night.
It was 11:15 when Amelia stopped in front of an old house. She found the key in her bag and opened the large red, slightly rusted iron door to enter.
Lucian stood not far away and watched.
After a few minutes, he saw that the lights on the second floor were on. Amelia walked to the window with her round stomach and closed the curtains. Five minutes later, the lights went out.
The world seemed to be instantly quiet.
Lucian stared at the vaguely visible outline of the window and wondered if she had always had such a hard time.
Amelia, was this what you left me for?
Their love was like torture. Was this fate's or their fault?
She came alone to this strange place. When no one was around, she looked lonely and cold, like a lonely ghost who has wandered away from this world.
She had such a hard time. Then why didn't she want to come back to him?
It was dark and Lucian's figure was a little blurry, but he could be seen trembling slightly.
He felt so painful that his whole body was trembling, and his heart ached like being stabbed by a knife.
It hurt more than dying.
Lucian experienced for the first time the feeling of severe pain in the heart.
Lucian stood there alone all night. He stood motionless as if to punish himself. He kept looking at the window, as if it was the only way he could feel at ease.
In summer, before six o'clock, it was dawn. Amelia's room was lit up, and in less than ten minutes, the lights went out before Lucian moved his numb feet to hide at the foot of the old wall.
He opened his eyes the whole night and his handsome black eyes were bloodshot, yet he still looked handsome.
He saw Libby carrying small onions, cilantro and mint in her hands, and she happened to meet Amelia who was going to the restaurant.
"Amelia, let's go together."
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