Chapter 23

CHRISTIAN I returned home in a sour mood. My mind was a mess. In a cold war with itself. I mean, how did I even come up with such a foolish notion? Cadence isn't my daughter; those similarities are just mere coincidences. I am so desperate that I am grabbing even the slightest positivity appearing before me like a famished soul... I despise myself for that, but— I find myself unable to cease. Harshly loosening my tie, I removed my suit and tossed it on the bed. Taking off my clothes, I entered the bathroom and stepped under the cold shower. The drops of cold water touched my skin, calming my nerves as I elicited a deep sigh. Standing with my hands against the glass wall, I gazed at my faint reflection. Why, Veronica? Why did you do this to me? If you were so unwilling, then why did you consent to marry me? Why did you choose to ruin me by being mine only for five years? My questions were countless, yet she wasn't here to answer. In fact, she never said a thing to me. She just left with