Callous returned to his apartment. Even though he was no longer the same person he used to be and had become an important adult, he still did not move to another place and still lived in the small apartment where Amara used to come and stay with him on weekends.
Every inch of this place was left with her breath. When Callous returned here,
everything in the past came back to him. He closed his eyes, as if he could still see it clearly.
He sat down in front of the computer in the bedroom and loaded the USB drive. The screen showed the good times he and Amara had in the hotel. Callous pulled the corner of his mouth. How could he bear to publish this thing and let others see it?
Even when he first threatened Amara with this, Callous never really thought about it. He just wanted to keep ot
