Nancy wouldn't come to Ethan for no reason.
Even after all this time, he still held a torch for her. These flames he held closely, untouched and unsullied by time and distance. Under the dark cloak of night, his embers burned brighter in ardent longing, singeing his flesh until his body was charred from the inside.
On nights such as this, Ethan felt as if no one else understood what anguish truly meant.
The darkness would pass on—the silent spectator that looked on without any offering of reprieve. When sunlight flooded his eyes, it was once again the hour to gather his remains and assemble whatever fragments he could salvage.
The days went by as such. Ethan trudged forward in this limbo, no longer knowing the difference between living and death.
His every breath was a condemnation.
"My father's birthday is coming tomorrow. He wants to see you. Would you come?" Nancy asked tentatively, her round eyes peering up at Ethan in uncertainty.
If not for Clark, she wouldn't have come to disturb Ethan.
It was time. Ethan had held off the inevitable long enough. One decisive cut was better than the pain of slow incisions. She hoped that Ethan could finally move forward and take a step towards forgetting.
"Of course. I haven't seen your father in a long time. What gift should I give him?" Ethan accepted the invitation.
"Just you coming there would be more than enough," Nancy said happily, brightening at his response.
"Right. I remember that he likes drinking Longjing tea. I'll bring him some tomorrow."
"Okay. Then, I'll go now." Nancy stood up and went to the door. Before she closed the door behind her, she lingered for a moment and said sincerely, "Thank you, Ethan."
"You know that I don't want to hear that!" Ethan declared, faking annoyance.
Nancy smiled at him again, and then shrugged and closed the door.
The door clicked shut, and Ethan's smile disappeared. He closed his eyes against the sharp pain that flashed through his chest.
Enough was enough. He poured the wine of misery and stitched his wounds up every day, the sting raw without any anesthetic.
It was time. The lesions wounds never closed if he kept picking at his scars.
The next day, Nancy dressed up early. She kissed her mother goodbye and told Nadia to take good care of Jade. She then asked Doris to take her to the Peacock Hotel.
The hotel was medium-sized, and the elegant set-up brought out a posh atmosphere, giving the room an air of exclusivity.
There were only a handful of guests. Aside from the family members, Doris and Ethan were also invited.
"Hasn't my brother-in-law arrived yet?" Fannie asked regretfully.
The "brother-in-law" she was referring to was none other than Charles.
"No, not yet," Nancy replied in a small voice.
"Is that so? What a pity. Dad is waiting for you." Fannie feigned disappointment.
"Pity? Why? Are you interested?" Doris cut in coldly.
She had no plans of showing Fannie even the slightest courtesy. She didn't deserve it.
"I... What are you talking about?" Fannie denied.
"Oh, nothing. It's just, you kept on asking about him, so I assumed you were interested." Doris smiled at Fannie, but there was a cold glint in her eyes. Then she turned to Nancy and continued, "Great party, Nancy. I think you should fill Fannie's glass with more wine. She seems to want even more that what she has now," she said meaningfully.
"Doris." Nancy tugged at her arm, hinting for her to stop.
With one last lethal glance at Fannie, Doris walked in arm in arm with Nancy.
The two women did not notice the eyes following them. Two men in black suits stood in a corner not far away, their eyes trailing after Doris' and Nancy's movements.
These sentinels were sent by Dorothy,
and an unknowing Nancy and Ethan were walking right into a trap.
Soon enough, Ethan arrived, the tea in his hand.
He greeted everyone politely and sat down next to Nancy.
"Still so handsome!" Jill complimented with a smile.
"No, I've definitely gotten old now!" Ethan said with selfdeprecating humor.
"The food is ready. Enjoy yourselves," Nancy announced.
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