"Lenny..." Chris cautiously approached her after a prolonged silence, sensing something was wrong. If she didn't want to talk about it, there was little anyone could do. Anxiety gripped him, but he had to restrain himself.

The slap didn't hurt much, but he was willing to endure it if it eased her distress.

Lena curled up, unable to meet his eyes, and repeatedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Chris. I'm so sorry."

"What's bothering you today?" Chris asked.

Lena hugged her head, shoulders trembling.

"Lenny, please tell me. I can help you!"

some time

head. That tiny distance became

the world's greatest distance now separated them. Chris sighed deeply, eyes filled with pain. He reluctantly got off the bed, picked up his coat, glanced back at her,

outside crushed Lena's heart. A sudden, painful

living room. The two-tiered

romantic evening, but time could never be

in the refrigerator. She

wishing

at the hotel, he was sneaking into the lobby with a bottle of cheap liquor.

in his hand, the cheap kind one would find at a street-side store. She made a disdainful sound. Old habits died hard. She'd offered Drake wine worth thousands of dollars, but nothing compared to the raw

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