Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After the movie, it was half-past eleven.

Stella stated, "I need to go home now."

“I'll send you,” Clarence stated in low tones.

“Okay.”

Clarence stayed mute for the entire journey. The film seemed to have a profound effect on him.

Stella smiled as she rolled down the window, letting the chilly breeze brush her face.

After some time, when the car arrived at the Steward's residence, Stella unbuckled the belt and reached for the door.

She turned as soon as her hand was on the handle and said, "I'm going."

“Would you like me to send you in?” Clarence said slowly.

“... Forget about it,” and she got out of the car.

She came to a halt after a few steps and turned to face Clarence, who did not appear to be going.

Stella believed she heard someone using the lighter as she walked away.

Clarence was, in fact, smoking.

Clarence swiftly waved his palm in front of her, attempting to sweep away the smokes noticing she came back out of a sudden. “What made you turn around?”

Stella fixed her gaze on him, her hands resting on the window frame next to him.

Clarence was perplexed.

After seeing that movie, the way she looked at him felt odd. Being gazed at made him feel uneasy. Stella inquired, "Something troubling you?" when he tried to look away.

“What could trouble me?” Clarence defended himself.

“An internet test claimed that if a pair stares at each other for more than fifteen seconds, they will start kissing, but you were avoiding me, is anything troubling you?”

“Was that a hint?”

“Err…”

was cut short by a hand placed behind her neck and a set of lips with a slight cigarette smell pressed against

when the cigarette bud almost burnt off. His fingers caressed the

away, saying,

started

was only...” Stella gave up and stared at the cigarette box. “It

he murmured as he took her hand in

a movie; why were you so

Sometimes I feel sorry for

“Sometimes?”

it always the

mouth as she saw

"Don't waste

her and drew her back down for another round

smoking,” she said as she was about to

right," he

worried and stretched her hand, "Give it to

placed the lighter and cigarette

and said, "Okay, I'm going, be cautious on

only when something was truly

a movie had such an influence on him

“All right,” Clarence said.

with the cigarette and lighter in her

tonight, so

walked, the street lights on both sides abruptly went out, and the surrounding area

behind her as she attempted to

lights from the vehicle behind her. Stella's face

forward without reaching for her

lights from the car were enough to guide her through the

route at this

at the garden with lights

few seconds after she

the study room was wide open as she

sure if it was a habit or a preventative precaution, preventing her from entering. But the study room was always