Steven’s bitter laugh echoed in the room and the man standing in front of him winced in discomfort.“I never wish pain for you, Steven. I was angry with you, but that didn’t mean that I would want to destroy your happiness… No… Never…”“So, then why was my happiness taken away from me, Dad, why…” Steven asked, disheartened, and then unexpectedly started crying out while hugging the painting in his arms.“Steven…” The Old Master rushed to him to console him but he looked inconsolable.“I am still hoping that it is a dream, tell me, dad, it’s a dream… I want to wake up, wake me up… Wake me up…” Steven said in a choked voice and then started hitting his face like a mad man, the painting dropped to the floor and it showed a bald, petite woman in the embrace of a man that looked like Steven.Old Master's eyes widened realizing that it was Stev
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