Before I could finish my sentence, a voice suddenly rang out of the dark living room, "You don't have to check anything. I am the one who's been drinking. You can continue. Don't mind me!"
I was almost scared to death. I couldn't help but give a startled shriek.
Fortunately, Hendrix reacted quickly and turned on the light. When the lights came on, we saw Aaron sprawled against the couch, holding a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand, his cheeks flushed. His eyes were glassy and it seemed that he was already drunk.
"Aaron!" I came back to my senses, relieved that our house wasn't broken into. I looked at him and roared, "What are you doing here? Are you crazy? Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"
Hendrix was feeling a little startled as well. He looked at the drunken man leaning against the couch and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you drink so much?"
I was fuming. "What else can it be? Yana got married today and he's depressed about it." I looked at him and couldn't hold back my anger. I yelled, "I know you're disappointed and you want to drink, but why can't you find a place to drink by yourself? Why are you here?"
Aaron looked up at me and said miserably, "Arianna, why are you scolding me? Do you think I deserve it too? I know that it was my fault for not treating her right, but I feel really sad. I never wanted this to happen, and I don't want to lose her. I just don't know how to make her stay!"
This man, who was already more than 30 years old, burst into tears as he spoke. He continued with a tearful face, "I know I need to cherish her and treat her well, but no one has ever taught me how to treat the people I love. I thought as long as I gave her a beautiful home to live in and all the money she ever wanted, it would be enough. She knew that I didn't mean to attract all those women, they came onto me, I really didn't mean to..."
Looking at his tear-stained face, I sighed and said helplessly, "Well, I know that you feel sad, and you never wanted things to end like this. But it's all in the past now. She is with someone else and starting a new life now. Aaron, no one blames you and no one thinks you deserved this. Since everything is out of your control now, you should not torture yourself. When you fall in love again in the future, you must express your feelings and make her feel loved and protected. Don't ever hurt someone else like you did Yana, ever again."
"I won't fall in love ever again!" he cried. He laid on the ground, sobbing like a child. His voice choked as he continued, "I will never ever love another person as much as I loved her. No one will wait for me for ten years, or stay by my side for ten years, like how she did. Arianna, I deserve it!"
For a while, I couldn't even think of a single word to comfort him. Seeing that he was trembling from crying, I hesitated for a moment before telling him what Yana had said to me before I left. "Aaron, people always realize how much they love someone only after they lose them, but these epiphanies are meaningless. No matter how much you regret things now, you should know that you can't get her back anymore. Yana is married to someone who loves her now. You have to move on with your own life. That's what she wants. You should not be burdened by past, because dwelling on it will only hinder your healing."
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