Rosalynn finished her treatment and went to drink some water.

Brian watched her disappear into the kitchen, his eyes filled with love and affection.

How could a couple be so cruel as to abandon such a sweet and caring girl.

Rosalynn then headed to the study to continue the design she was working on, She didn't even bother to check up on Brian.

She only stood from her desk when the twenty minutes had passed.

Brian seemed to have fallen asleep.

Rosalynn pulled the needle out as gently as she could.

Brian never roused.

Her first instinct was to wake him up and send him away, but she couldn't bring herself to do it when she saw how exhausted he Looked.

She fetched a blanket and put it over him. Then she turned off the lights in the leaving room, leaving a single Lamp on

She didn't know why, exactly, but she just didn't have the heart to wake him up.

Maybe she just wanted to extend a bit of kindness to him.

Rosalynn entered the bedroom and shut the door quietly behind her.

The rest of the night was quiet.

Brian had drunk some wine earlier, which, coupled with the pain, lulled him to sleep.

By the time he woke up, it was already midnight.

The living room was dim and empty.

He got up gingerly and glanced at the blanket that fell from his shoulders. His eyes twinkled.

His dear wife was always so softhearted.

No matter how much she pushed him away, deep down, she still cared about him.

Brian glanced in the direction of the bedroom and left the apartment quietly.

On the other side of the door, Rosalynn was still wide awake.