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.

had shut the

filled with

had never been

just wanted to stay

lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable

with a whirlwind of

eaten the whole day, her stomach

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

same roof with Jared after four years, Agnes felt a

the happiness they

was left were estrangement,

was a knock on the door. It could only be

herself under the blanket,

didn’t have the energy to deal with

steady rhythm of the knocking

by the knocking, Agnes

she ran to the door and flung it open, almost roaring, “Jared, have

as she

the door with a bowl