Chapter 46: Regrets

I didn't feel like going out of the apartment that Athara had rented but I have to. I was carrying her clothes slung over my lower arm while her letter was in my left hand.

I knocked on the door of the old man's room. After a while, the door opened and old man looked at me straight to the eyes.

"Come in, sir," he invited me.

I smiled a little and immediately entered.

"Take a seat," he said.

I nodded and sat down on the soft sofa. I looked around and noticed that the apartments had the same design. It's small but comfortable inside.

I even tried to spy to find out if the old man was with someone inside his apartment.

"I know you are wondering why my home is so peaceful, sir," he said.

I cleared my throat before I spoke.

"I'm sorry," I said.

He placed on the small table the tray he brought with a pitcher with only juice and two transparent glasses.

"You don't need to be sorry. We just buried my beloved wife three days ago, so I will am alone now. Our children are in another c