It was around 8 in the morning.
The weather seemed very blissful with birds chirping outside in a mellow rhythm. The sky was almost clear with a few small cottony white clouds on the horizon. Mild sunrays were dancing all over while beautiful flowers bloomed.
But Nathan’s broken heart was dark and in despair with unbearable grief shattering him from inside. The realization was harsh and so painful that he couldn't even cry out aloud and swallowed his tears silently.
Dressed up in his formal attire, he walked down the stairs at a slow pace holding an ice-cold expression on his face. He was about to head straight outside towards his car when bold footsteps approached him from behind.
"Nathan?"
His motion halted with the loud call behind him by his father, Declan. When he turned around,
