Divorce Time

Chapter 8

Let’s hit the road.”

Their car swiftly departed the manor, making its way toward the airport.

Charlene was oblivious to Thorne’s return to their homeland. No one had informed her.

Half a month had elapsed since she had moved out of the manor. During this time, she gradually grew accustomed to and fond of the peaceful and leisurely life of living alone.

It was a lazy Saturday morning when she finally woke up. After getting up and freshening up, she drew the curtains to find the sunlight beaming outside.

She stretched lazily, watered her plants, and was just about to whip up a simple breakfast when the doorbell rang. It was her neighbor from across the hall, Mrs. Sullivan.

“Ms. Ross, hope I didn’t wake you?”

Charlene replied softly, “Not at all. I was already up.”

“That’s good to hear.” Mrs. Sullivan said warmly. “I’ve brought some freshly baked muffins and apple pies from this morning. I thought you might like to try them.”

happy. “Thanks. That’s incredibly kind of

do after you saved our Sally from that crazy dog the other day. My husband and I have wanted to thank you properly, but we’ve just been

nothing, really,

pleasantries, Mrs. Sullivan

exploring the latest algorithm mechanisms of an Al project she had

notification about the centenary celebration of

realized it was Starlight

online, with several posts about

attracting attention with every move, but also

hand trembling slightly, as she saw several familiar

flooded her mind, throwing her emotions into disarray. Had she not married right after her undergraduate

her laptop, Charlene hesitated before driving

had left, but the campus

the campus, Charlene found herself beneath the familiar structure of the science building when a familiar voice called out to her. “Charlene?”

minutes later, at a cafe outside Starlight University, Stewart Ferguson poured Charlene a cup of coffee.

was shocked. “I’m sorry

“It’s okay.”