Around 9:00 p.m. Travis was home from the hospital. The man wearing a navy suit combined with a white coat did not go straight to the room to rest but sat on the terrace steps with a blank stare at the sky that looked bright with the moon shining perfectly bright.
'The number cannot be reached at all… she rarely even has time for me, just to answer a call from me to say hello... She even does what I don't like...'
Travis remembers Rachel's posts about makeup and fashion tutorials, always wearing sexy clothes that make it seem like she's flirting with men.
'It's been too long since we were engaged…. we should have thought about marriage but she was not at all interested in talking about marriage. Since living in Ohio, she's been drifting away from me but she'll pull me back when I feel like I should stay away from her.' Travis continued to monologue to himself inwardly, annoyed and tired of his relationship with Rachel.
"Dr. Travis..."
