My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

The aroma of coffee lingered in the air as Martin's voice slowly filled the space.

"Actually, I'm planning to go find Cindy," he said frankly, though his demeanor showed a bit of unease.

Nicole's eyebrows rose slightly in surprise.

"Cindy? You..." "Yes." Martin nodded, speaking softly, "It's only in her absence that I've realized I can't live without her." Without Cindy, Martin's life had turned unbearably dull and monotonous.

His days were confined to the laboratory, with no one to share his thoughts with, no one to break the silence of his solitude.

This solitude, once a sanctuary, had morphed into a suffocating cell.

He recognized that Cindy's presence had injected vibrancy into his life, turning the monochrome to technicolor.

Her departure had reverted everything back to a bleak grayscale.

The void of her absence made every idle moment a gateway to memories of their shared times, each memory a sharp, vivid sting.

The haunting image of Cindy's desolate departure was a constant ache, a relentless reminder of what he'd lost.

realization propelled him toward a

newfound clarity and acceptance of his feelings for

with Cindy and rekindle their affection, it would indeed be a

best." Martin raised his coffee cup in

contacting Cindy?" “No, I can't reach her." That was why he had resolved to seek

her brows

can't get in touch?" "I'm not sure." A trace of worry flickered in

to cut off all contact, which deepened his

run into any trouble while you're there, remember to contact

someone to help you," Nicole

just going to

" Martin

recent burdens and didn't want to add to

both my friends,"

a brief pause,

will." “Alright then,"