#Chapter 93 - Loneliness

Adrian The bareness of the walls inside of my home have become a welcoming sight. There used to be decorations and expensive paintings that hung on the wall, a symbol of my wealth and accomplishments, but now there is nothing except for family photos from years ago that I barley paid attention to until now. I have had to sell everything for my company. All that is left is a single couch and a few side tables, the framed photographs on the walls. Inside the kitchen, there are just a few plates and cups with a couple of necessary utensils. I would go out to eat since my fridge is close to empty, but that needs money, and money is the one thing that I simply do not have. What a very exciting life I live. I sit on the couch and stare at the television. Some random black and white movie plays on the screen. It is a romance from a couple decades ago and the two romantic leads are in a constant state of push and pull. One moment, they are okay and happy with one another, and then