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.

a long time before an automated voice informed her that

hung up silently, wiping away a tear from the corner

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

asking what she

heart felt

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

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lost in thought.

was nearly ready. Mona was waiting only

there as the clock's hands moved round and round, Outside, the sky grew darker, the faint rumble

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

Maxwell would remember his wife was waiting for

appetite, Mona decided to go upstairs to freshen up. Just as she was heading

The caller was Maxwell.

ignored her calls, Mona never hesitated to pick

barely rung twice before

come pick me up from the club. Bring some

could ask how much

she listened to the dial tone,

and she had to go pick

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

light rain had started outside, and the wind was bone-chilling. Mona wrapped

streets seemed especially empty at this hour, the car

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

the rain fell in a

walking in the

a club attendant was already

the attendant quickly smiled at Mona. "Oh, Mrs. Carter, Mr.

gave the attendant