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.

snatched

arriving home and stepping inside, the darkness and silence were almost

verge of giving up, she had come home wanting

was like being lost in a dark sea

memory of that moment felt so surreal yet was etched deeply in her heart, never

the lights, she walked towards the balcony, which, as expected, was empty and void of

her desk, pulling out a notebook. Flipping it open, she looked at the crossed-out entries: dinners, movies, shopping, wearing matching

pen, she struck through the

couple, so it wasn't

fend off a lifetime of loneliness.

being an agent for too long makes it hard to adjust to normal life afterward. The sense of loss could

exactly what he

had fought for, she felt utterly lost and desperate. She had once spent ten days lying in a dingy motel near the Tripe border,

homes to return

never staying in one place too long, afraid to stop and

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