Chapter 34: Resilience Forged by Fire

Bastain's hand had not yet touched the door when the door opened with a click, a gap appeared between the white door and the door frame, revealing the dim light inside.

Jackson stood behind the door in a simple beige pyjama, holding the door handle with one hand and staring at him with a frown.

"What is it?"

Lonely nights were always endless. The wind blew through the windows, making bleak sounds as if someone was singing their pain away. Some were drunk, some sober, and some seemed sober, but they were drunk on the street.

The next morning, Jennifer woke up quietly as Rose had just bought breakfast back. If Rose hadn't sat by the bedside all night and felt very uncomfortable, she wouldn't have gotten up so early in the morning. She also especially went to buy breakfast for Jennifer.  As soon as she put down the breakfast, she saw someone with dishevelled hair coming out of the bedroom.