The man who once held my entire life in the palm of his hand now looked like a child who'd done something unforgivable.
His fingers unconsciously rubbed against the hem of his coat, a nervous habit I'd never seen from him before.
"I just wanted to see you. Wanted to know if you were doing okay." His voice was so low that it was almost swallowed by the wind.
I answered softly, "I'm doing very well. Honestly, after leaving the Shaw Group, I've never been happier."
The light in his eyes dimmed little by little. Like someone turning off a lamp one painful click at a time.
"That's good." Sean lowered his head with a faint smile.
The snow kept falling harder. I didn't want the neighbors to see him standing outside my door, so I said coldly, "Take your things and leave. Don't come back agai
