Lonely Paxton.
In Los Angeles, Sunset……..….
In the mansion of the great billionaire, Mr. Morgan. Paxton was found, well seated on his soft and already dressed bed, ready to be laid on by its owner.
He had his gaze placed at the window and had kept on staring outside it endlessly.
He was looking all sad and felt totally bad because of his Lover, his maid, Yelena.
He heaved a soft sigh countless times in regrets, knowing the situation that was in existence at that moment.
It's been two days since Yelena was declared to have lost her memories about him totally.
It was really disheartening and frustrating for Paxton that he had actually felt his days running so far away from him.
"Time passes slowly without you in my hands!" He would always say to himself , referring to Yelena.
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