And then there was Sofia, the love of his life, whose presence had illuminated his world with love and tenderness. Her radiant smile and gentle touch had the power to melt away his worries and fears. Fein's heart ached with longing as he imagined her, wondering how she was coping in his absence. He yearned to hold her in his arms, to feel the warmth of her embrace and reassure her of his unwavering love.
'I hope she doesn't ignore me' Fein thought with guilt as he remembered Sofia. The god thing is, he bid goodbye to Sofia before he left. 'How about my sister? Damn it, she was now growing without my presence.'