One week later.
Dale was sitting at the 表 in his room. He held a picture of Deb in his hand. A single teardrop fell on it. “Oh, Debra” he sobbed. “Why did 你 have to leave? We could’ve had such a beautiful life together”
Beth walked inside from outside the kitchen.
“I made 你 some tea” she 说 careful and she put the 大盘子, 拼盘 down. Not waiting for his reaction 或者 even a sign of gratitude, she poured him a cup.
“I mean, your sister’s worth nothing” Dale mumbled disgusted, apparently completely unaware of the fact that Beth was standing right beside him and if he did, he...
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