Ethan called Vivian to their apartment. She sat on that chair after one month. He prepared some coffee for both of them and she took a deep breath to remove all her stress in that one cup of coffee. Her hands didn't have those marks like back then, it was her soul that was suffering this time.

It seemed as if she was nearing her breaking point and Ethan could do nothing but just be a mere spectator like everyone else in that huge crowd with all their eyes fixed on her. Her breath was so tired, he could actually hear her wheezing. He didn't want to talk to this...