Chapter Nineteen

Carlton's heart had been bound by the same weariness ever since he met Stacy again, and seeing their relationship after meeting one another degraded even more by misunderstandings made him frustrated.

As usual, sleep evaded him with anxiety nestling nonstop at the corners of his mind at night, and he faced pain that consumed him like a dark cloud and followed him relentlessly without a bright day to offer. The guilt of having to toss away the one good person he had and landing in a hot mess afterward, drowned him endlessly in a deafening silence of loneliness.

He had never ever thought that they would ever meet again, and that she would ever become his doctor or that they would ever share the same space for hours in a day. However, from the moment they met again as doctor and patient, everything had become a jumbled ball of mess. Their lives had become tethered once again.

Carlton had thought in his heart that time would help him and Stacy find a part to tread on peacefully with on