"I saw her. She was in a bad mood," Rosalie said.

"I know she's in a bad mood," Wesley said darkly. "Do you know why?"

"I don't."

Rosalie realized that even when Sydney scolded Wesley and told him to scram, he never complained. He had probably gotten used to it.

He then asked, "Did you ask her about it?"

"I did, but she didn't want to tell me."

Wesley sighed. "It's all my fault. If what happened in the past didn't happen, she'd probably be a lot happier now."

"Dad, sometimes, when the other party doesn't want to be bothered, you shouldn't bother her. That would make her much happier," Rosalie said calmly, though her tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

These men were bent on doing whatever they pleased, and hurt those who cared about them without regard for anyone. When they eventually realized their mistakes, they turned around and acted all affectionate and devoted.

How could a single word of apology make up for the terrible hurt they had caused?

Wesley fell silent. After a while, he hung up.

caught the hint

Rosalie smiled bitterly.

her screen, and saw another incoming

[Rose, are you up?]

in her car, and stared at the words on her

if she

it was a

texting her so eagerly? How could he continue chatting with her as if they were friends?

she returned home,

to go. It was a small city hear the borders. Winter there was warm, and the scenery was beautiful. It was a quiet

her mind to depart for that place in two

baby quietly without

during her pregnancy, and take the exam

should be

soon realized that she didn't

received yet another text

aren't you replying to my texts? Did something

phone and ignored it as she started flipping through a

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