CHAPTER 24: Good Night

RUE

"That's sad. Childhood and teenage years aren't something you could buy with money," Tysha's words hit me hard.

Her simple observation stirred up a bitter feeling inside me. It wasn't the taste of the liquor we were sipping; it was the bitterness of recognizing how many precious moments and joys of life I had missed out on.

The realization weighed heavily on me, like an unspoken regret that no amount of wealth could undo. It was a poignant reminder that some things, once gone, couldn't be bought back, no matter how much success or material wealth one accumulated.

"Anyways, about relationships, I only had one which was your jerk nephew," she shared.

"Really?" I arched my eyebrows.

"Yup," she confirmed shortly.

"No wonder why," I teased, attempting to lighten the conversation. She shot me a glare, prompting me to backtrack. "Just kidding. What's the reason?"

"Perhaps because I was the complete opposite of you," she answered, making me raise an eyebrow.

"And what do you mean