That night, Sean's penthouse was a complete mess.
Empty whiskey bottles littered the table.
The ashtray was overflowing.
The lights in the room had been deliberately dimmed, making the whole place feel dark and oppressive.
Sean sat alone on the sofa, staring at the tablet screen in his hands.
It showed CCTV footage of the lobby of Clara's apartment building.
Clara had just come home an hour ago.
Alone.
And ever since seeing that…
Sean's thoughts grew increasingly chaotic.
He imagined going up to Clara's apartment tonight.
Taking that woman far away from everyone.
Taking Clara away from Leo.
From the world.
From anyone who was slowly making Clara forget him.
And most terrifying of all…
Part of him was starting to think it made sense.
Sean chuckled softly as he rubbed his rough face.
"I've really lost my mind…"
But a few seconds later, the man remained standing.
He grabbed his black coat.
His car keys.
Then walked out of the penthouse without a second thought.
