The weight in Stanley's gut eased slightly, and the cynical look in his eyes deepened.

Joyce caught it and let out a bitter chuckle. “I'll take my leave then.”

She lowered her head and dashed out of his office, not wanting him to see the tears falling again.

Once the open sky was above her, she raised her head.

She noted the sky was dark and cloudy as if it would rain soon. Well, at least the weather reflects my mood. It's dark, cloudy, and raining.

Reaching for her phone, she called a number.

Within minutes, her call connected, and a kind woman's voice sounded. “Hello?”

“Mom, it's me.” Joyce plastered a forced smile on her face.

She could hear the joy in Caitlin's voice. “Joyce, why are you calling at this hour? Aren't you at work?”

“I'm on my leave today, Mom. Can I go see you and Dad tomorrow?” Joyce asked.

talking about you at dinner yesterday. He was wondering

mother's affection, she could feel

sniffled and sucked in a breath to suppress her tears, feigning glee in her voice. “I'll be

him that,”

a few more conversations were

water began raining

began streaming down her face as she bent down, wrapping her arms

who witnessed her crying, were guessing

and comforted her. They merely

sky had gotten even darker. Suddenly, a gentle voice

her tears as she raised her head from her knees and looked over

tall and good-looking. Despite wearing a suit, he seemed approachable. He

concern. I'm fine,” Joyce

offered her a handkerchief. “Your eyes are swollen from crying. Here, wipe

purse. She couldn't use the helm of her shirt to wipe her tears, so she accepted it. “Thank you. I-I'll pay you for it.” She quickly wiped her tears

You don't have to pay me

leave.” Joyce

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