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."

The waitress rolled her eyes playfully, "You got that right. Independence is key for us women!" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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

outside quickly snatched

the darkness and silence

suddenly remembered a night when, feeling on the verge of giving up, she had come home wanting to

dark sea and suddenly spotting

moment felt so surreal yet was etched deeply in her heart,

balcony, which,

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

a pen, she struck

couple, so it wasn't

to fend off a

long makes it hard to adjust to

exactly

cause she had fought for, she felt

homes to return

never staying in one place too long, afraid to stop

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