I could have investigated William. From the beginning, he always seemed off to me. A little effort would have been enough, and I would have easily discovered that he already had other relationships at the time. But I did nothing. I stood idly by while Evelin gave herself to a man who never deserved her love. In the end, I saw her suffer. I saw her despair, her silent struggle. Countless times, I caught in her eyes the wish that he, not I, was by her side. And that hurt me more than I could admit. But I didn't blame her. She loved him. And as much as I wanted to be enough to heal her pain, I knew my support wouldn't erase the absence that hurt her so deeply. All I could do was stay, even when she believed she was alone.
Now, standing in front of the screen, I felt the weight of that news b
