Chapter 820

Back in high school, everyone thought Agnes was Ryder’s girl

During that time his buddies would always bring her up in conversation

It seemed like they were hell bent on playing matchmaker, pairing them up at every turn.

Looking back, Ryder recalls that period as sweet, yet tumultuous.

It felt like a fleeting happiness that he couldn’t quite grasp

Ryder always felt that his joy, both then and now, was borrowed stolen, even

He opened the door to his apartment not leading Agnes to the bedroom, but instead tidying up the couch to lay her down

Agnes mumbled incoherently

her some water, helping her sit up to take a sip. But as she

couldn’t handle her liquor,

had missed her too much. But

in discomfort, he

made hangover tea, and fed it

was spotless and took care of the mess on the floor. By

he returned Agnes was sound asleep on the couch, looking utterly

a mother to a five–year–old her face still held the traces of girlhood.

changed a bit from the girl etched in Ryder’s

a bottle

reminisce. He had replayed these memories over and over through the years, each time feeling an

then and

might not be as they

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