Leonel, holding the phone, replied, "Yes, sell every one of them."

After hanging up, he took another look at the cars he used to cherish. He knew he had to let them go, just like he had to let go of his memories with Alexis. It was hard, but he had no choice.

Leonel took the elevator and rode it up to the top floor.

He entered the master bedroom. Everything was just as it used to be.

It felt like Alexis was still around.