After the wedding, William vanished for a long while.
It became an unspoken agreement not to mention it.
Until six months later.
William resigned from all his positions at Dillion Group.
Rumor had it he moved to Craneville.
He supposedly rented a villa there, leased a hill, and planted a vast field of sunflowers, waiting for someone who never came.
It was said he started from scratch and made a name for himself in Craneville.
Years passed.
When Mrs. Dillion passed away, William returned home to handle her affairs.
On her deathbed, Mrs. Dillion looked at her son, now a stranger to her, and finally apologized.
Had it not been for her interference, William might have married Brittany long ago.
Their relationship wouldn't have come to this.
Regrettably, William couldn't say it was okay anymore.
Mrs. Dillion's funeral was rushed, attended by many.
Except Brittany.
Isaac, however, made an appearance.
After the funeral, William was invited to a dinner party.
Midway through the dinner, a young girl inadvertently stumbled into the venue.
She was around twelve or thirteen.
Dressed in a white gown, her face eerily familiar.
"Excuse me, sir, have you seen my brother?"
William stared at her face, his usually gentle expression darkening slightly, and after a long pause, he pointed.
"He went that way."
The girl found him a bit odd.
"Goodbye, sir."
She thanked him and ran off.
William watched her leave, his eyes suddenly misting.
That night, William left Imperial City once more.
This time, he never returned.
Rumors said he remained a bachelor.
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