Nash's POV

I was very restless in the room. My anger really overflowed when I saw Amber's shadow slowly appearing right in front of me. Amber's shadow walked slowly towards me.

As if it was really Amber in front of me, I stared at her with an angry gaze. Slowly my hand rose and wanted to touch Amber's face. However, it was just a shadow so I only touched the wind.

I closed my eyes and sat back down and began to remember the times I was with Amber.

Where was Amber, who at that time was still my wife? Smiling sweetly and waving her hand. Waiting for my arrival...