Passion surged and spilled over only to come to an unexpected halt—
West stopped midway, with his cheeks still flushed with excitement and exhilaration, but his eyes couldn't help but betray a hint of sorrow, as he felt loss drag him by the ankles into the night.
But it was just for a brief second, West quickly snapped back to reality, shook his head, and took a deep breath.
"Sorry."
"It's just... cough, cough."
"That girl, she later agreed to my proposal at the Arrowhead Stadium, and became my wife. We spent a very long... a very long time together; but in the end, we still chose to split up, just last year."
"Phew!"
"I don't blame her, I wasn't a competent husband. I thought I could do it, but reality was another story, but that's life, right?"
"Her leaving, maybe it's for the best."
"I just..."
"It's hard."
"We once thought that by the age of thirty, we would know how to live, that all questions would have answers, only to find out it's still a mess."