Leonard suddenly thought of his own birthday.
In previous years, he would celebrate with Aurora and Simone. This year, his birthday had passed while he was in a coma.
Normally, even if he were away on business, Aurora and Simone would have thrown him a belated celebration.Aurora wasn't entirely heartless towards him.
But this year, neither of them had mentioned it.
Leonard knew why. Because of Aurora and Joshua, Simone had grown distant. She was his sister, and he knew he had wronged her, so he could accept her silence. But Aurora…
He remembered the moment he was being rushed into surgery, clinging to life, while Aurora was out on a date with Joshua. The fact that she would dine with his enemy made it clear she was ready to abandon him. Leonard had lost his value and become disposable.
A storm of indescribable emotions brewed in his chest, a fire searing his heart.
He and Aurora were the same kind of person; he had known from the day he met her that she would eventually discard him. Back then, it hadn't bothered him. So why did it feel like a fishbone lodged in his throat now?
Besides, it was just a birthday—things like that had always meant nothing to him. So why did it suddenly matter so much?
He wanted to put the binoculars down, but his body wouldn't obey.
Thanks to the advanced optics, he could see every detail of the gifts. Many were clearly handmade. Some were practical, others were beautiful trinkets.


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