Sebastian didn't want to face the harsh reality that Amelia was no longer at home. The deafening silence in the room jolted him awake as if a bucket of cold water had been thrown over him.
He stood still for a long time before lifting his legs to walk to the sofa. Leaning back on the sofa, Sebastian shut his eyes, trying hard to recall the moments when he and Amelia used to sit on this very sofa, or she was busy in the kitchen. But there was nothing about Amelia in his memory. All his memories of Amelia were tainted with bitterness.
He clenched his fist and pounded the sofa. The sound of his heavy breathing echoed in the quiet room. Unable to bear the sorrows, he made his way to the wine cabinet. While looking at the wine in the cabinet, he started to think about Amelia again.
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