Edward’s sudden voice startled me.

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I turned around to look at him, catching a flicker of annoyance in his eyes.

“Mr. Jennings, do you always enjoy eavesdropping on people?” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Edward’s face turned a bit awkward before he tried to explain himself.

“I called and texted you, but you never replied. I was worried something might have happened to you,” he said, his voice dropping a little.

I gave a small laugh and said, “Or maybe I just pretended not to see your calls and texts?”

Edward’s face stiffened for a second, then he looked a bit resigned. “Yeah, that did cross my mind.”

“It’s getting late. I’m heading home now. See you,” I said, not wanting to stand here making small talk with him in the dark.

Edward stepped forward, blocking my way. “Aren’t you even a little curious about what Ryan has been doing these days?”

For some reason, that just pissed me off. I shot him a glare. “Mr. Jennings, are you seriously that bored? First you tell me to cut him off for good, then you turn around and feed me news about him. Do you get a kick out of messing with me

like this?”

Edward’s gaze lingered on my face, and when he saw I was angry, he actually smiled.

“I just wanted to see your reaction. Sorry. If you don’t want to know, I’ll keep quiet,” he said, stepping aside to let me pass. “It’s almost the end of the year. You should be heading home for the New Year, right?”

“Yes!” I said, striding past him without another word.

back, but I knew Edward was still

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was almost New Year’s, and you

the neighborhood, their warm glow lighting up the way

I was waiting for the elevator, my phone buzzed with a

just people sending New Year’s wishes in the group chat, so

down on the couch, the scent of perfume still lingering on

that seductive fragrance. As I closed my eyes, images I couldn’t

the air, as if he was

me.

quietly seeped

realized it, my eyes were rimmed

poured all my energy and time into work and trying to enjoy my own life, but when midnight comes and

to read the New Year’s

for him.

phone was from Isabelle, with a

through, and saw that

guys in sharp suits, ladies in classy dresses. And every shot Isabelle sent was focused on Ryan and Fiona, close–ups of just the two of

something, and

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in to

over five feet, seemed so tiny and delicate next to him. She looked so sweet and clingy beside him, like

of the photos, Fiona was covering half her face to the side with her pale fingers, her other hand reaching out to Ryan, looking

reached out and took her hand, like they were completing

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