The occasional jet plane streaked across the backdrop of the clear blue sky. Several birds were perched upon the tree in front of the office building. Hannah let out a rare laugh as she enjoyed the sensation of the wind in her hair.
Barely two minutes passed before Hannah received a text from Fabian.
Reading its content brought her back to earth. She walked mechanically toward the station and hailed a ride home like an automaton, completing the entire process without emotion.
His message said: Wait for me at home, Hannah. I'll give you what you want.
She wondered why it those words stabbed at her heart the way they did.
Hannah towed her own weary body into the house. The cleaner had already left. Owing to Fabian, they did not have a housemaid in their employ either.
She had the entire sizeable house to herself. After she poured herself a glass of water, she fell slump into the softness of the couch.
Fabian was probably unaware that she had left work early. For all she knew, he might be pretty preoccupied himself right now.
For this brief moment, Hannah rediscovered the simple pleasures in life.
After she finished her drink, she went upstairs to take a leak and a warm shower. Then, she applied a facial mask and fell fast asleep.
The house was dark by the time Fabian got back.
The hour-hand on his wrist watch pointed at eight.
A frown appeared on his face before he went upstairs.
Fabian pushed open the door and sighed in relief to see Hannah sleeping soundly. He involuntarily walked over and sat by the side of the bed to check on her.
Her cheeks were delectably rosy in her sleep, which tempted him to chow down so that he might get a taste of it.
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