Too many maybes, even if she resolutely left him alone to confront this cold, dark world, he was still hoping that she would come back.
Joshua Sulliven took a drag of smoke, sitting on the sofa and reflecting on everything that had happened over the year.
He remembered the smiling faces of them both, the crumbling disputes that happened over and over, the sweetness of being in love, the closeness after weathering the storms.
His complexion grew paler as if the laughter and joy were fading bit by bit from his world, her warmth and breath seemed also to be moving further away from him, gradually disappearing from his world.
He desperately tried to hold on, pleading, willing to do anything to keep her.
But in the end, she still left.
Joshua Sulliven sat silently on the sofa, wanting to blame her cold heartedness, wanting to resent her betrayal, yet as he sat there, his entire world was still her.
Joshua Sulliven picked up the phone, and directly dialed Black Hawk's number.
