A couple of days had passed and Evan was feeling worse and worse. He plunged into work, seriously fighting to get the long-awaited millionaire contract.

However, everything he did was automatic, as if he were a robot programmed for that.

He avoided staying at home for a long time, because everything reminded him of her. Her perfume was already impregnated in the corners of the apartment, making the job of forgetting her much more difficult.

Evan also avoided his mother's ...