Chapter 263
Apparently, he thought wrong.
He never counted on waking up in the morning after a two-hour sleepless sleep, and she was the first thought in his mind. He never counted on being unable to have a clear thought for more than a few hours without the thought of her clouding his head. He never counted on the bad ache in his chest worse than a wound from a bad fall that refused to go away.
The nights were the worst.
The memories of her—of them—haunted his dreams. His waking moments. His sleepless moments of the night. His dreamless state. His working hours. His lonely hours. Everything.
He loved her. He did not realize how much he loved her until he turned around and could not see her anymore.
After he let her go, as days turned to weeks, he realized that he loved her with an intensity that was not nor
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