As Paul turned to leave the room, Anne's frustration boiled over, and she couldn't hold back her exasperation any longer. She yelled, "Paul, listen!" Her voice echoed in the empty space, a desperate plea for her son's attention.
But Paul's resolve remained unshaken. He continued on his path, determined to confront his inner demons and seek reconciliation with Elena. The rift between them had become too deep to ignore, and he couldn't afford to delay the process any longer.
"Damn it! This crazy boy is too much for me to handle," Anne muttered under her breath, her frustration palpable. She gazed at the closed door, a mixture of worry and exasperation etched on her face.
With a heavy sigh, Anne entertained a fleeting thought. "I'm going to find a wife for you as soon as possible."
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