Tobias gave a confused look. “Who says that a man cannot sleep on a single bed? The home’s just a place for sleeping. It does not look like I need to do anything on it.”

Skylar raised a brow at him. “That sounds so sad. Do you not feel any love in this house?”

Tobias pondered for a while. No, I don’t. Long before he and his brother turned ten, Claudia had been busy working all the time. And now, he was the one who seldom left his work.

“Stop complaining. Just make do with it. If you don’t like it, I can sleep in the guest room. There’re plenty of rooms in this house, and you can choose the one you like.”

Upon hearing that, Skylar shook her head firmly. She refused to step out of his room as she worried that she might run into Claudia.

She scanned the room, and her eyes locked on the enormous bookshelf at one side of the wall. She stood on her tiptoes and randomly reached for an old photo album on the upper shelf.

“Can I have a look?” Skylar asked for permission from the owner.

Tobias could hardly remember what was in the album. “Suit yourself. I’m yours anyway, so is everything in this room.

it was rare for Tobias to say something

to vanish. She shut the album right away and threw it

look inside. After a few pages, he realized a photo of him and Idania at the tennis

a white polo shirt and a pink cap, while Tobias’s

just

while his eyes were staring at that particular photo for almost

moment, Skylar’s heart was filled with expletives, while a string

was such a good memory, wasn’t

the only photo

felt as though

spoke in despair. “Tobias, can you stop treating me like this? Why’re you taking out that photo? Do

photo into pieces and

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