Evan's dark eyes stared blankly at his office, which was quiet during work hours. The image of Maya's crying, for some reason, continue to stick in that man's memory. Even at breakfast, Maya's crying face still lingered in Evan's memory. The man felt he couldn't focus today, as long as Maya's image kept bothering him.
Evan knew that Maya was crying because the girl was moved by his gift at that time. But Evan still couldn't help himself, to feel that his chest tightened every time he saw a single tear trickle down from those eyes that used to always look strong and passionate.
Evan didn't want to see Maya cry. Not only did he not want to see, it would probably be more accurate to say that Evan didn't want Maya to cry at all. The man wants his wife to always be happy. His wife was a good girl, Evan thought she also deserved all the happiness in this world.
That girl deserves someone better. Not him who was crippled and always brought danger to those around him.
