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Gerald drove back home. He slammed the door of his. Car after getting down, he walked into the. Mansion, he stared blankly at the interior for an a. while. Everything felt and seemed empty.

He was about walking up the third stairs to his room but paused when he got to Emerald’s room, a room they shared for only one night; he pushed the door open. Walking inside it, he could still perceive her sweet fruity. scent, his eyes roamed around for a while before it landed on the cracked frame lying on the floor.

Gerald bent down picking up he hesitated before frame he stared at the wedding picture on that day he had been forced into marrying her by his grandmother, he hated commitment and he had only met her in a clubhouse just at the time he ventured out to get any woman pregnant so as to have a descendant to continue the Latino family legacy like Francesca had asked him to do.

He blinked twice staring at the cracked picture, this was why he hated commitment one minute they are with there an