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.

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

the door on

filled with a

never been disregarded

being constantly asked to leave by Agnes, he just wanted to stay under

bed, tossing and turning,

with a whirlwind of

whole day, her stomach was burning, causing her intense

because his car was still parked outside

after

remember the happiness

that was left were estrangement, arguments, and mutual

was a knock on the door. It could

herself under the blanket, trying

have the energy

rhythm of the knocking reminded her of Jared’s icy

by the knocking, Agnes leaped

and flung it open, almost roaring, “Jared, have you had

as she spoke, Agnes

standing at the door with a