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.

That's great! You haven't dropped by in a while. Your dad was talking about you at dinner yesterday. He was wondering when you'll be back for dinner. The chicken we're rearing in our backyard is

affection, she could feel tears pricking her eyes,

her tears, feigning glee in her voice. “I'll be back tomorrow. Ask Dad to prepare chicken

him that,” Caitlin said with a

more conversations were exchanged, she ended

water began

she bent down, wrapping her arms around her

witnessed her crying, were guessing if her boyfriend had

comforted her. They merely stood there watching with cold eyes and whispered among

had gotten even darker. Suddenly, a gentle voice came from behind her. “Are you

knees

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

I'm

eyes are swollen from crying. Here, wipe

to wipe her tears, so she accepted it. “Thank you.

“Don't worry about it. You don't have to pay me for it. It's just a handkerchief. Are you here

leave.” Joyce shook

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