The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Stanley rang the doorbell.

It wasn't long before the apartment door swung open, revealing Wendy's graceful figure in the doorway. "Who is it -Mr. Hawk?"

Wendy's eyes met Stanley's, and he could see that she had changed into a loose, comfortable home dress. The delicate makeup she had worn earlier was now gone, revealing a fresh, natural beauty-a face untouched by powder, glowing with the softness of the evening/

She looked a world away from the radiant woman at the diner party.

"Do you have a moment?" Stanley asked.

Wendy's fingers twitched nervously. "Is there something you need? You can just say it'

Stanley opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a familiar voice echoed from inside. "Who's there, Wendy?"

Stanley looked up and saw Samuel standing in the apartment.

Samuel, in slippers and holding an apple, was casually biting into it. "Mr. Hawk, what brings you here?"

Stanley's words caught in his throat. He hadn't expected Samuel to be there.

her tone a little more guarded, "So? Is there something you need? If not,

her, then glanced inside again.

us to be here together?" Wendy countered, her tone

hardened, his aristocratic features growing colder. The tension in

peeked his head out from the kitchen. "Wendy,

Cecelia's voice joined in from

Inside, there was more than just Samuel-Halsey

ease the tension for Stanley. Knowing that Samuel was hanging out with Wendy's two closest friends

face. "Mr. Hawk, we're making dinner. Have you eaten yet? You're welcome to

hurried return to find Wendy, opened

he could speak,

us." She turned back to

reached

reached for the door, and with a swift motion, closed it in his face with a sharp

there for a moment, stunned. Then, he let out a quiet, self- deprecating smile. He turned and walked

was quiet-empty, save for the soft light in the living room. Tall and lean, he stood