The pillow carried a lingering trace of her fragrance, making it perplexing for Mark to find sleep.

He opted to rise and settle on the sofa, accompanied by a cigarette.

With the phone clutched in his hand, Mark mused that if Cecilia were to call, he would undoubtedly answer, content just to hear her voice, even if he couldn’t find the words to say.

Yet, as the night wore on, the ashtray filled up and her call never came.

Inevitably, Mark accepted that their relationship had reached its end.

Considering Cecilia’s privileged background, being the daughter of a wealthy family, why would she persist in pursuing him?

At the break of dawn, Peter’s concern for Mark grew, and he entered the apartment by pushing the door open.

The pervasive smoke inside the house instantly overwhelmed Peter, leading him to reproach, “Mr.

Evans, you should take care of yourself.

Smoking so excessively isn’t good for your health.

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