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 door

with a mix of

been disregarded

to leave by Agnes, he just wanted to stay under the same roof with

bed, tossing and turning,

was filled with

day, her stomach

his car was still parked outside

roof with Jared after four years, Agnes felt a pang

could still remember the

all that was left were estrangement, arguments,

the door. It could only be

the blanket, trying

didn’t have the energy

knocking reminded her of Jared’s icy calm

knocking, Agnes

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

she spoke,

standing at the door with a