Chapter 52: Gave Up On Failures

"She said, I'm not cute. Can you imagine that?" Dylan's voice was dripping with disbelief as he complained yet again. Darren, rubbing his temple softly, closed his eyes, letting the world around him momentarily fade. Standing on a concrete pathway, he felt the warm breeze brush against his skin. The last rays of sunlight lingered on the horizon, casting a golden hue over the park. The scent of blooming flowers surrounded him, mingling with the fresh, earthy smell of the newly cut grass. All around, the park was alive with activity—children laughing as they played, parents keeping a watchful eye, groups of elderly people engaged in meditative practices, and lively aunties twirling in their evening dance class. It was a serene scene, filling Darren with a rare sense of peace. "Are you even listening to me?" Dylan's voice cut through Darren’s moment of tranquility, dragging him back to reality. He sighed, the urge to disconnect the call growing stronger with each passing second. Or bett