Husband!
Yes, he had forgotten. She had a child, so naturally, she also had a husband.
While hiding in her backyard to heal his wounds, he never heard her mention her husband, nor did he ever see any other man appear in that house.
So, he never thought about whether this house should have a man.
But now...
Reality presented itself before him, telling him that the woman he liked was someone with a family and a husband. If he continued, he would become someone who destroys another person's family, someone despised by morality.
Dylan turned around to look at the worn-out house behind him. Whatever the villagers said, he could no longer hear clearly. The scene before him was somewhat dizzying.
He had rushed all the way from Capital City, day and night, just to see her for a moment.
But reality had given him a harsh slap in the face.
Dylan had suffered many wounds before, even this time, the wounds on his body were still aching, but... those wounds never bothered him much.
