The room was ached in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Wette Lay on my bed with closed eyes andaj
Tended the call, and the phone fell silent. Then, I walked over takes and stared at her fare lumipria
(the edge as if searching for her phone.
“vette, what are you doingbony bed?” “Verste, who used to despise mer, was not only in my coem but also in my bed Yerthe was biefly stunned belone she slowly opened her eyes and met my gaze calinby. She looked like she’d just woken up but still seemededaustet She questioned in a low and hoape valce, “Are you planning to move back!!
she closed her eyes again and apprated dightly weak. “This villa is role, and them. It maturally belongs to me if not coming back What’s wrong with that?
Tal enough clenched my teeth and couldn’t help wondering alond. “Tjuk tindij all Haven’t you always hatetime)–
past it would feel disposting. It was not like she had nowhere ele talep, sowy would she choose her husband‘ com, who
Tveite opened her again. These meie last veins in her pupils, and the sormed aklly Labeant
Fadmitted might’ve been overthinking Peshaps men and wetten just think differendly, an
and these things probably didn’t matter to her at all.
(hes Booking unwell, Tasked. “Toodedn’t stay up all night
not to sleep. Why are
she was instanci ketikanet. She suddenly sat up atraight and glared at me with lips pressed right. I was puzzled by her inter and food’s not like I told you not to
Hey Lave das dermed for the wash why she was mach, but it seemed I’d hit a sore spot. She got out of bed without a word, turned off the bedude lamp, and entered the bathroom
I was utterly speechless. pulling my hands into tits, I thrashed them in the air in frustration and made a face at her.
I’d always hated this about her. She always withhelither thoughts and acted all high and mighty. That was just infuriating.
ridow, and yanked the curtains open Bright sunlight poured into the room and filled it with a warm, golden glow. The Lays felt pleasant and comforting
ither room and found it almost identical to how I’den it spacious and elegant. When I opened the closet, I saw that most of my belongings imbauched win movily in classic black and white
gone. What remained were my
alight–colored clothing, especially in vivid to
I toners. But most of the outfits deemed were black, white, and gray because I wanted them to match Veerte’s
ally, we paretrap prated together in public in this life and my pieden. The only expectations were family gatherings
Matten berri didinded at those patherings, but I hadn’t minded. In fact, I had been thuited as these had been rare occasions where I could standby her side as her husband and wear
sighed and mocked mall. “What a top–tier simp. No wonder 1 ended up with nothing‘
round the cimet and turned to leave, a piece of paper on the bedside table caught my attention, I remembered cleaning thoroughly before I’d left. How could something have been
pick it up T
The paper wastors and chungled as if someone hadangrily balled it up and smoothed it our
When lawad the wie do on it, liverpiendo inctantly shifted. My heart churned with waves of emotions.
The paper had. “I made steal today. It was delicious, but she wasn’t here to have it. I miss her, and miss the days when she was by my side. I wish she could join me for a meal.
detur lashand. Yvette disliked me for visiting her at work, so I spent moir days at home
– pounding my thoughts about her and my lide at the jenning resi
mayan a lamesa tip, and I missed her such that is it down that I was contas I’d taken all my journals with me, so how could one page have
Fahadabout hes
mas mumqdent and in such a conspicuona upot, so Yvette must’ve seen it. She knew the depth of my feelings to her andisha fantasies l’adha
met with choplets, the locked her eyes un me as the stood in the sunlight andlocked basathtakingly beautiful
toodet Komu’t, som panna change your chairs? We’re coming out of time going to the ampat. ”
When the Bokodupi
putter lives like a man like you. Your dar’t wait to kisament, and son I’m not allowed to
chichi Who Do You!
Yvette’s eyes narımed as her face grew darker. Then, she laughed. “Owen, you’re exuding charm from head to toe.”
Her key fingers grabbed my rillar to fouar me to meet hier gaze. There seemed to be a hint of anger in her alluring and menacing v
voice. Who do you want to kiss? Tell me about it, will you?
