We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Elisa didn't say anything, but Gareth knew she had heard him.

He turned and walked downstairs.

Elisa listened to the door close, and his footsteps faded away. She exhaled heavily, lying on the bed with the incident earlier still fresh in her mind.

Elisa had every right to feel angry at Gareth, and she did. But even as she thought about why she should be angry with him, an odd twinge of guilt emerged.

She struggled to pinpoint the source of this guilt, caught off guard by her conflicted emotions.

She was profusely shaking her head, trying to eradicate these complicated thoughts from her mind.

Why am I feeling guilty? If anyone should feel guilty, it should be Gareth!

After waiting around ten minutes, the power finally came back on. Gareth went back upstairs and saw that Elisa had locked the door.

He had thought about saying something but wasn't sure if Elisa had fallen asleep, so he decided to keep quiet.

In the room, Elisa turned her back to the door, staring at the moonlight pouring in through the window.

The footsteps outside the door caught her attention, and she got lost in her thoughts.

Later, the property management company apologized, saying they messed up the power while digging for a water pipe.

But Gareth didn't care about that; he appreciated the blackout.

Despite everything, Elisa hadn't kicked him out; she let him stay. Did that mean he still had a shot?

Embracing this thought, Gareth attempted to close the emotional gap between him and Elisa.

But Elisa had seemingly picked up on his intentions well in advance. She adjusted her daily routine almost entirely to avoid him.

When Gareth woke up in the mornings, Elisa had already headed to work.

She burned the midnight oil at night, staying up until the clock struck twelve before finally retreating to her room, stifling yawns.

A few times, Gareth contemplated loitering in the living room to catch some TV and await Elisa's return. But seeing how utterly worn out she was, he couldn't bring himself to hinder her much-needed sleep.

This pattern continued for about a week, straining their progress in their relationship.

Gareth took the indirect route and asked Bella, eventually learning that their company was swamped. They hustled to secure a new partner, and late nights had become the norm.

Though technically, it was a concern for the project team, something that Elisa shouldn't have been directly involved in.

Yet, there she was, taking the initiative to stick around and support her co-workers during these overtime stints.

The gesture had touched all the employees; with their boss grinding alongside them, slacking off was out of the question.

However, Gareth's mood wasn't precisely a sunshine-and-rainbows affair. And so, another week sailed by until the tipping point finally happened.

Bella and Elisa casually walked into the building, holding documents, fully prepared for the bidding session.