NovelEnglishAs he sat in his car, he lit a cigarette, momentarily delaying his ascent.
Eventually, Waylen summoned the courage to enter his apartment and Switched on the lights. As he surveyed his surroundings, an indescribable sensation coursed through him, causing his scalp to tingle and his pores to inexplicably dilate.
He had grown accustomed to the apartment’s adornments, which were meticulously arranged by Rena.
However, now everything had returned to its previous state.
The apartment resembled a showroom, impeccably cold and perfectly aligned with Waylen’s aesthetic preferences but devoid of any human touch.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaylen tossed his coat aside and embarked on a quest to find traces of Rena’s presence.
He scoured the bedroom, the kitchen, the living room and even the bathroom.
Yet, no item belonged to Rena, and none that had been touched by her was left behind. She had taken everything that was once here with her.
Standing before the French window, Waylen confronted the absence of the piano, Morning Dew.
It suddenly dawned on him what Rena had intended. Not only did she strive to erase him from her memory but she also yearned for him to do the same.
Recollections flooded his mind of the day she departed, declaring that they would never cross paths again.
In an instant, the world seemed to spin around him and his heart was gripped by an agonizing ache.
Desperate for answers, Waylen retrieved his phone and dialed Rena’s number, hoping to inquire. Yet, a mechanical voice echoed through the phone, informing him, “Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached.”
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Surveying his surroundings, Waylen felt suffocated by the emptiness that engulfed him.
Without warning, he hurled the phone against the wall, shattering it into countless pieces.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThen, driven by an inexplicable compulsion, he vented his frustration by demolishing everything within the apartment.
In the depths of the night, Waylen found himself amidst a heap of ruins, standing tall and resolute.
From the depths of his pocket, he produced a sparkling diamond ring, a token once bestowed upon Rena,
Perhaps thia relic wan all that remained, a lingering trace of Rena’s presence,
As his gave fixated upon the ring, memories flooded Waylen’s mind uncontrollably—a vivid recollection of the day when Rena radiated sheer joy, swiftly followed by the sorrowful visage she wore upon discovering the truth,
Her words echoed in his ears, rejecting the very symbol he held in his hand,
His eyes, tinged with a hint of red, betrayed the emotions that swelled within him.
A peculiar sensation washed over Waylen, overwhelming his being with its intensity.
In his conviction, Waylen had believed he could banish Rena from his thoughts.
He had endeavored to move on, attempting to erase her from his consciousness.
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