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.

before an automated voice informed her that the

away a

things upset her, she still cried. Somehow, crying seemed to be the only way to release the

asking what she planned to have for dinner

felt

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

Mon, Dec

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lost in thought.

nearly ready. Mona was waiting only for Maxwell

Outside, the sky grew

thoughts, it was almost eleven. She felt physically drained,

a bitter laugh, wondering when Maxwell would remember his

much appetite, Mona decided to go upstairs to freshen

The caller was Maxwell.

calls, Mona never

rung twice before she

me up from the club. Bring some cash.

how much

she listened to the dial tone, Mona's face

past eleven, and she had to go

up Haley, brought two bodyguards, retrieved her bank card, and had Haley drive her to the address Maxwell

and the wind was bone-chilling. Mona wrapped herself in a

seemed especially empty at this hour, the car moving smoothly along

the 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

was dark, and the rain fell in a

walking in

club attendant was already

Mrs. Carter,

the attendant a