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He didn’t even know how much he’d had to drink.
Everything felt hazy. He couldn’t tell if he was asleep, dreaming, or just stuck awake and miserable.
The next morning, Emma shook him awake on the couch.
Tyrone sat up, exhausted, rubbing his temples. “Emma, didn’t I tell you—”
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Before he could finish, Emma cut in quickly. “Mrs. Winter was worried you’d be alone, so she told me to come check on you.”
Tyrone didn’t reply. He just got up and walked straight to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, he came out dressed and ready to go.
Emma stopped him. “Mr. Tyrone, breakfast is on the table. Mrs. Winter said you shouldn’t leave without eating.”
He hesitated for a second, then turned and headed to the dining room.
He sat alone, eyes falling on Aella’s usual seat.
His hand tightened around the spoon until his knuckles went white. He forced himself to look
away.
The congee in front of him didn’t tempt him at all.
He couldn’t stop thinking about that one afternoon–how he’d come home early and found Aella cooking for him in the kitchen.
She’d been wearing cartoon pajamas, humming while she cooked, a little flustered but happy.
Then, she burned her hand, rinsed it under the tap, and kept cooking like nothing happened.
Sitting there now, Tyrone felt so weak he could barely hold the spoon.
It slipped, hit the table, then clattered to the floor, snapping him back to reality.
He looked down at the stain on his white shirt, sighed, and went to change.
In the walk–in closet, Tyrone opened a drawer to grab cufflinks. But then, he remembered their second anniversary. Aella had given him diamond ones.
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He set everything down and started searching.
After ten minutes with no luck, he called Emma to help.
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Standing by the door, Emma said helplessly, “Mr. Tyrone, ever since you got married, no one else has been in this room. Mrs. Aella always cleaned it up herself. I really don’t know where those cufflinks are. Maybe you should call her?”
Tyrone hesitated but eventually dialed Aella’s number.
The moment he heard her voice, his tone softened unconsciously.
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He stumbled backward and only stopped when he slammed into the door with a loud crash.
“No… no way. Aella loves me too much. She wouldn’t do something so cruel.”
Then, Tyrone snapped, flinging open drawers and doors and searching desperately.
Raine watched helplessly, knowing she couldn’t stop him.
Her eyes stung as she said, “Tyrone, it’s true. She sold everything. There’s nothing left!”
“Impossible!” he yelled.
Raine tried again, softer this time. “Tyrone, calm down. Those gifts are gone. Just like Aella. You’re never getting them back.”
He completely fell apart.
She was only a girl, too small to hold him back, and could only watch him keep tearing the room apart.
She tried to get through to him. “Tyrone, do you remember how hurt Aella was when you never wore the diamond cufflinks she picked out for you?
“You didn’t appreciate her when she was here. Now it’s too late to regret it. Wake up!”
“Shut up!” he snapped, voice sharp, eyes rimmed with red. “Aella is just being stubborn. She’s mad at me, but she’ll come back!”
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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