The Queen's Back

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After returning home, Mona felt utterly exhausted. She took a quick nap and got up in the late afternoon to start preparing dinner.

When she picked up her phone, she noticed Maxwell hadn't replied to the message she'd sent him earlier.

A familiar sense of helplessness washed over her. She wondered when this kind of life would finally come to an end.

Mona said: [Maxwell, I'm getting dinner ready now. Let me know when you see this.]

Mona knew Maxwell wouldn't reply right away, so she didn't keep checking her phone.

Hattie prepared fresh vegetables and meat daily, so Mona glanced through the fridge before deciding on the evening meal.

She spotted her favorite steak and, given the cold weather, decided to make beef vegetable soup.

She also saw some tomato and remembered that Maxwell used to say he loved it. So, she planned to include it as the vegetable dish for dinner

As the food neared completion, the soup was already filling the kitchen with its aroma, leaving only the vegetable dish to prepare.

Thinking of Maxwell again, she washed her hands and went to the living room to check her phone.

There were several messages, mostly from her grandparents and her best friend, but nothing from Maxwell.

Mona couldn't help but open the chat with Maxwell first. Since his memory loss, it had become a one-sided conversation, filled almost entirely with her own words. Maxwell's responses were brief, with an occasional "okay" or "Not bad," or sometimes he didn't bother replying at all.

Reading through their chat history, Mona felt her eyes well up.

She realized she had become what people online now called a "simp."

She was clinging to Maxwell shamelessly, just as she once had with Teddy. It was as if everything had come full circle, only this time with a different person.

Without thinking for too long, Mona dialed Maxwell's number.

for a long time before an automated voice informed her that the call could

hung up silently, wiping away a tear from the

through, she still hadn't fully matured. She couldn't be completely rational. When things upset her, she still cried. Somehow,

from her grandparents asking what she planned to have

felt

her relationship with Maxwell had been a bumpy ride. But she had treasures she could boast about without hesitation, her grandparents' love and a decade-long friendship with Ava. These were her most precious gifts. After another attempt to call Maxwell went unanswered, Mona turned on the TV and sat on the

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lost in thought.

ready. Mona was waiting only

round, Outside, the sky grew darker, the faint rumble of thunder hinting at an approaching

time Mona snapped out of her thoughts, it was almost eleven. She felt physically drained, so she tried calling Maxwell

when Maxwell would remember his wife was waiting

go upstairs to freshen up. Just as she was

The caller was Maxwell.

Mona never hesitated to pick up

phone had barely rung twice before

came through the line. "Mona, come pick me up from the

much to bring, the line went

listened to the dial tone, Mona's face

already five past eleven, and

card, and had Haley drive her to the address Maxwell had

some point, a light rain had started outside, and the wind was bone-chilling. Mona

seemed especially empty at this hour, the car

streetlights cast a warm orange glow over her pale face, which highlighted her delicate features. Outside, the light rain danced in the air. Mona gazed at the drops on the window, feeling a fresh wave of confusion. She no longer knew how to relate to Maxwell. The car wound through the streets until it finally arrived at the illustrious club. The club's bright lights stood out among the buildings, its lavish decor radiating luxury. Haley got out, opened an umbrella, and

the rain fell in

walking in the rain

attendant was already

name, and the attendant quickly smiled at Mona. "Oh, Mrs. Carter, Mr. Carter has been

attendant a polite