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Sheldon watched him disappear, a worried frown creasing his brow.

“Elma, is Dad okay? Is he worried about Mom?”

Elma nodded.

“Of course he is, sweetie.

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Though a pang of sympathy flickered for Tilda, she couldn’t deny the shift in Lyndon’s demeanor.

After all, Tilda had saved his life.

Surely, this would deepen his feelings for her.

Lyndon fumbled for his cigarette pack in his pocket, coming up empty.

He leaned against the cool wall of the exit corridor, his gaze fixed on the dimly lit space.

A vivid memory flooded his mind.

The room was thick with smoke, the air acrid and difficult to breathe.

Without hesitation, a woman ripped the gas mask from her own face and pressed it into his.

Panic surged through him as he tried to push it back toward her, but she held him firm.

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He could only watch in horror as the woman inhaled the poisonous gas, coughing blood, her strength fading with each passing moment.

He felt helpless.

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Why did Rosa choose to give him a second chance at life?

Why did he have to endure the excruciating experience of watching his beloved woman die before him?

Tears streamed down his face as he held her close.

“Rosa, don’t leave me! I’ll get you out of here!”

Her once vibrant eyes, now filled with pain and a deep affection, fluttered open.

Her cold hand tightened around his.

“Lyndon, live a good life and go find…” she rasped, her voice a mere whisper, the words lost in the haze of his grief.

ALL he knew was the heart-wrenching feeling of losing her.

The memory abruptly ended.

Lyndon choked back a sob, slowly opening his eyes.