Heartstrings on Fire

Deep down, Jared had a hunch about what was going on.

That lad wasn’t in any relationship with Agnes. They had entered the elevator but didn’t go up.

Instead, they went to the underground parking lot. They were there for a mere ten minutes.

Then, that lad drove off, leaving Agnes behind.

But when Agnes came back, she looked like she had lost her spirit.

Jared frowned, “What happened?”

“Jared, I don’t have the energy to talk. Can you please leave? I need some rest, I don’t want to see you right now.” Agnes‘ voice was almost pleading.

Jared, however, stood firm, his aura somber, and didn’t budge.

Agnes knew he wouldn’t leave, but she didn’t have the energy to confront him.

She grabbed a pillow and blanket from the bed and moved to the guest bedroom.

1

Jared walked to the door, only to hear a loud bang.

the door

with

never been disregarded like

just

lay on the bed, tossing and turning,

was filled with

eaten the whole day, her stomach was

knew Jared hadn’t left, because his car was still

roof with Jared after four years, Agnes

the

was left were estrangement, arguments, and mutual

was a knock on the door. It could only

buried herself under the blanket, trying

the energy to deal with

steady rhythm of the knocking reminded her of Jared’s icy calm

by the knocking, Agnes leaped

it open, almost roaring, “Jared, have

as she spoke, Agnes

the door