After Losing Her, He Went Crazy novel Chapter 15

Three days after regaining my memory, I decided to leave the city, taking grandpa’s ashes back to our hometown.

I closed the fish stall Elon had shut down, planning to start anew as a teacher at a welfare center, helping children who, like me, had been abandoned.

Elon sensed my growing disdain and vanished, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched—like a snake in the shadows.

The night before my train departure, my ID went missing.

Returning to the apartment to search, the door slammed shut behind me.

The room reeked of alcohol, littered with bottles and pills.

Elon had gathered my belongings, arranging them into a twisted nest in the living room.