At 9 o'clock that night, Rosalie was sitting in a chair, accompanying Dante who had just woken up. She looked sadly at her injured son, looking helpless even though his wife didn't give any news at all.
"Ugh ... My head is spinning," said Dante, holding his head. he winced in pain, looked up at the ceiling then turned to his mother who was staring at him sadly.
"What were you thinking that made you drive so unfocused?" asked Rosalie sadly.
"I ....I just can't stop missing Joey, Mom," Dante said sadly. He turned his head away, looking back at the ceiling as he recalled his love story with Joey and Olivia. "I can't stop regretting my stupidity for wasting Joey. .it hurts so much every time I remember that she is no longer mine ... I am tormented in the shackles of longing, and protecting there is no hope of being cured because she already belongs to someone else," he continued sadly.
