Jason almost lost his mind as he sauntered into his office .
It was very hard for him to overcome his grief as he walked into his office . He sat on his desk , unable to control his wounded emotions .
' So this is it !" He wondered . " What has made Rose so heartless that she can add insult to injury by rubbing it on my face ? Isn't this exhibition an indication that our romantic bonding is beyond salvage ?" He felt like crying out aloud , but he thought better of it . A voice from his subconscious screamed out to him that it was not over . He recalled the words of the old couple that he had met at the camp that he had to fight for what he loved . But how ? He wondered out aloud , because the person he loved was not intent on loving him , but a different bastard .
He did not move from
