Chapter 100

MARK'S POV

Hours later, I wandered the empty streets, thinking only of Sarah. Our last moments together played in my mind like a loop, and I looked for any sign that she might still care. My mistakes felt like heavy stones on my shoulders, each misstep a sharp reminder of the pain I had caused.

The streetlights cast long shadows, and the silence around me felt like a loud reminder of what I'd lost. Every step echoed my regret. I remembered her smile, her laughter, and how things used to be. I wished I could turn back time and fix everything.

As I walked, I thought about the things I should have said and the things I shouldn't have done. I hoped for a second chance, but the emptiness of the streets seemed to mock me. I knew I had to face the consequences of my actions, but the thought of a future without Sarah was unbearable.

I couldn't help but think of the times we had shared. The tears, the dreams. I remembered the way her eyes would light up when she talked about her passions, the