We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Carle was in a stupor.

Sheena lifted her lips into a bitter smile. “I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll leave now.” She said and left.

“Sheen.” There was a slight change of emotions on Carle’s face.

Sheena stopped in her steps but did not turn back.

“I’m sorry,” Carle said quietly as he stared at her frail figure. He had been entirely in the dark all these years and had unconsciously hurt her. He never imagined that their childhood friendship would turn out this way.

Out of the four of them, Rachel was probably the only one without all these complications. Carle closed his eyes. He was envious of how carefree her life must be.

wasn’t for what happened, I wouldn’t have said all these. You don’t have to feel sorry for me, Carle. I’m fine.

she did not hesitate. She left as soon as she finished

the door closed, Carle’s eyes shifted. He seemed to regain

Liz? But I don’t want to. Not at all. But… From what Sheen said, Liz only agreed to be my girlfriend because she was scared I wouldn’t wake up from my coma. And now, she probably isn’t saying anything to me because she doesn’t want to date me. Or maybe because she didn’t want

thought during these few days. But, whenever he thought about it, he would deny it vehemently and banish those

leaned against the chair and

…

go meet someone. She arrived at a bar, unperturbed. She had called Brandon but couldn’t get ahold of him. So, she had no choice but to come to visit him. She walked in to find him

holding a cigarette in his right hand, and when he dipped his fingers slightly, ashes would fall into the ashtray beneath. Brandon was a very good-looking

walked over slowly and under the gaze of