The car was silent, save for Tyler’s shaky breaths breaking the stillness every now and then.
Bert slipped out quietly, lighting a cigarette a little ways off and pacing in anxious circles, fingers raking through his hair. All of this was way beyond anything he could have imagined. Among their group, Tyler had always been the golden boy—the one everyone looked up to, the one who never let anything, least of all a woman, get under his skin. He was the kind of guy who, after a fling, could barely recall the woman’s face the next morning.
That was Tyler—a classic heartbreaker, untouchable, always moving on.
So who was this man now, curled up and sobbing in the passenger seat?
Bert genuinely couldn’t wrap his head around it. Was the power of a woman really this strong?
Half an hour crawled by. Tyler was still in the front seat, grief now mixed with humiliation—because Bert had seen him in pieces like this. Bert had seen everything, even the mess with Athena that ended with Tyler at the police station.
Tyler’s cheeks burned with shame. He felt like every ounce of dignity he’d ever had had been stripped away today. If there were a crack in the ground, he would have gladly disappeared into it, never to face another soul.
After another ten minutes of restless misery, he finally opened the car door.
Bert was still off to the side, smoking. When he saw Tyler emerge, eyes swollen and red, he hurried over.
“Tyler, you okay?”
“Yeah.” Tyler’s voice was raw, hoarse from crying. His eyes were rimmed with red.
Bert trailed after him, wanting to say something comforting, but what could he possibly say that would help?
At the door, Tyler paused, then turned back. “Don’t tell anyone about today. Not a word.”
Bert immediately raised a hand in oath. “You have my word. This dies with us.”
Tyler felt his eyes sting again. He trudged upstairs like a ghost.
“Tyler, aren’t you gonna eat something?” Bert called after him.
Tyler didn’t reply. He went straight to his room, flopped down on the bed, and didn’t even bother changing out of his suit.
Bert thought about following, but thought better of it and slipped out quietly.
He figured Tyler would bounce back soon enough. But weeks passed, and Tyler seemed to vanish from the world.


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Author, would you story about Ryan settling down and another story on Eric regaining his body and memories back from Patrick, and Eric also settling down as I find it so disheartening for him to have gone through what he went through at the research institute, and I'll like for him to get his "golden boy" life back though, not at the detriment of Ian....
When will the author update to finish Beck's story? What about Dylan and Tyler's love lives? Also, I'll like the author to write on Wilma and Elvis ending up together as she was quite persistent in pursuing him. And Shawn's story, Cornelia Sullivan and Omar Casson. Also, a little write-up on Jeff (Ian's assistant) love life, too. Thanks, author for updating....
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