Chapter 725

Chapter 725

Silence, unspeakable silence. She sat in front of the window blankly, holding a cup of warm water in her hand. She was in a trance.

May was cleaning the apartment. She looked up and saw Sherman’s back, shaking her head. ‘Mrs. Day and Mr. Day must have quarreled again.’

Sherman sat in front of the window for a long time. Though she was alive, she was like a sculpture, sitting there motionless.

After sitting for half an hour or maybe an hour or maybe even two hours, Sherman dragged her numb and stiff legs into the bedroom.

The wind in late autumn was strong. The bedroom windows were open. The beige curtain was fluttering in the cold wind and the tassels from time to time hit the glass frame, making crisp sound.

Hearing the voice, Sherman looked over. It was a wedding photo of her and Billy. She was dressed in a pure white wedding dress. He was standing behind her in a black suit, with his hands around her waist, and kissed her cheek. She smiled brightly and happily.

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