Leonard didn't say a word as he picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip, only to start coughing violently.

Bernie passed his handkerchief over to him. It had been years since he and Leonard had shared a meal like this.

Leonard was still coughing, looking like he might pass out at any moment.

Bernie thought to himself that the man across from him had truly aged. Back when Yvonne was making a fuss about marrying

Leonard, the man could still crack a whip, though he'd only done it for show and never had the heart to actually hit anyone.

Even when Bernard had knelt outside their house for two days, Leonard had watched from the window, turning to Yvonne to say,

"Just watch, he'll leave after two hours at most. Don't forget what the seer said, you two aren't meant to be. He'll only bring you

trouble."

"Dad! Stop talking nonsense; what era do you think this is, still believing in that stuff?"

"You don't believe the seer’s predictions? When your mother couldn't conceive, he foretold she'd have a daughter."

Yvonne fell silent then, her heart aching as she looked at Bernard kneeling outside.

Leonard scoffed, convinced the young man wouldn't last much longer. But what he hadn't anticipated was just how stubborn both

Bernard and Yvonne were.

Eventually, as Bernard wobbled on the brink of collapse, Yvonne couldn't bear it any longer and dropped to her knees alongside

him.

other for so many years. I know what kind of man he is. Just letmarry him. I promise

a healthy baby boy. Then you can dote on your

Yvonne, and seeing his daughter kneel

after. But a year into their marriage, Yvonne stopped visiting

always said she was too busy. Then, without any warning signs, Yvonne

sirens outside blared on and on, like the end of

he had been holding and pressed it down on the table with

wouldn't want to see

reach for

you think everyone out there is a hypocrite? They always tellto let go, but would they be

back. I need her to tellin person why

and he slowly closed his

his fingers starting to shake. Bernard

tablecloth off the table.

that

Yvonne's first love? They spent a year abroad together. Ssay her true love was always

she marriedout of

again, his grip tightening on the envelope, "Nonsense, who said

a glint of frenzy in his eyes, "Everyone's saying it. Otherwise, why would

a strange coincidence that her first love was accidentally gunned down at

just a month before she took her own

his lips, shaking with anger, "Bernard, is that what you think

supposed to think?! Why did she kill herself? Why did she leavein such agony?

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