Jared finally gave up after days of compromise and struggling. Just like a junkie who finally loses to his own addiction and spirals into the abyss.
And Agnes was that drug for Jared, day by day she rattled his nerves and crushed his willpower.
She totally wrecked his inner world.
And there she was, casually saying, "Long time no see."
Just like a regular friend.
It had indeed been a long time.
Four years, five months and twenty-three days to be exact!
Jared had often wondered what he would do if he ever saw Agnes again.
He had thought he would confront her, ask her why she was so cruel, why she had to make him suffer so much and drag him into the depths of despair.
But at this moment, Jared realized something.
He was the only one in pain, he was the only one being tormented in hell.
All this seemed to mean nothing to Agnes.
She was still able to laugh so brightly.
She was still living under the sun, so full of life, carefree.
While he was shrouded in a dark cloud.
Jared didn't say anything, just quietly watched Agnes.
He couldn't bring himself to say a casual "Long time no see."
He couldn't make small talk with the woman who had vanished from his life four years ago.
Agnes felt a bit awkward.
Jared's gaze was sharp and cold, like an icy dagger, its blade emitting a chill.
To ease the awkwardness, Agnes asked again, "Are you okay? You still look the same as four years ago."
Now, each word she spoke required courage.
Talking to Jared was too difficult.
The cold aura he exuded made her feel as if she was in an icehouse.
Maybe she should just turn around and leave.
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