She flicked off the lights in her office, letting the darkness settle before she slowly made her way out.

On her way home, she passed by the diner she often visited alone for meals. Deciding on a whim, she parked and walked in.

Choosing a table for one, the warmth of the comfort food slightly eased the chill in her bones. The waitress, whom Sylvia had come to know, brought over a steaming cup of hot chocolate, a smile spreading across her face, "Working late again?"

Sylvia looked up with a warm smile, "Partly for the late-night hot chocolate fix."

The waitress had seen Sylvia many times but was still dazzled by her beauty, "If I looked half as good as you, I'd snag myself a rich guy and quit this grind."

Sylvia chuckled softly, "Standing on your own two feet lasts longer."

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After finishing her meal, Sylvia left the diner and drove home.

outside quickly snatched away the

the darkness and silence were

up, she had come home wanting to message him,

dark sea and suddenly spotting

of that moment felt so surreal yet was etched deeply

walked towards the balcony, which,

pulling out a notebook. Flipping it open, she looked at the crossed-out entries:

pen, she struck through the

so it wasn't a

fend off a lifetime of loneliness. But could she really live

had once said that being an agent for too long makes it hard to adjust to normal life afterward. The sense of

exactly what

her from the team, leaving her directionless. He had been her world, and without him and the cause she had fought for, she felt utterly lost and desperate. She had once spent ten days lying in a

to

she began to travel the world, never staying in one place too long,

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