After pouring out her feelings, it seemed as if a past haze had been scattered like a storm, dissipating in the air, flying away, turning to ashes.
Although this farewell ritual to the past was eventually resolved through an outburst on her, it still left a void in his heart that nothing could fill.
Could it be her? The one in his arms now, could she replace that person and enter his life, allowing him to embrace an ordinary happiness in the near future?
He wanted to get married.
It wasn't about love or any illusory fetters. He simply thought that she might indeed be a suitable marriage partner.
He didn't want to spend the long, lonely nights alone, staring at an empty room.
He also didn't want his life to revolve around nothing but work and have nothing left.
Moreover, he wanted — a child as adorable as Oliver.
