Arthur's POV
Entering my room, still feeling the effects of the alcohol, I collapsed onto the bed and found myself fixated on the ceiling. "Sia... I miss you," I whispered, my voice filled with longing. Tears streamed down my face as I mustered the strength to rise from the bed and make my way towards the bathroom. However, my gaze was drawn to the table, where our picture frame sat.
"How can I go on without you?" I murmured, reaching out to grasp the picture frame. I gently caressed Sia's face in the photograph, captivated by her beauty frozen in time.
Lost in my thoughts, I was startled by a knock on the door. Though hesitant, I opened it to find Jared standing there. "Jared," I greeted, recognizing him immediately.
"You have a letter in the mail," he informed me, extending the envel
