Alex released a deep sigh of frustration. He was a fool to believe that Caroline was starting to warm up to him.
He was wrong!
She was just trying to console him during his darkest hour, no more no less. It's all his fault because he thinks she starts caring for him.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Sir, dinner is ready," the housemaid said.
"Okay, I'll go down in a minute," he replied.
Fifteen minutes later, he went down to the dining room. Despite the delicious dishes that the cook had prepared for him, his appetite is poor. He wasn't in the mood for eating. Even if his spirit is down, he forced himself to eat. He needs to feed his body with food to be able to continue living every day.
After he finished his meal, he went back upstairs.
He stayed in his room for two hours, doing nothing, just staring at the ceiling.
His room feels cold and so quiet, so empty!
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