Agnes walked straight out from the parking lot and hailed a taxi. She seemed lost in thought during the ride but in reality, her mind was blank, void of any thoughts.
Her phone's vibration finally brought her back from her trance. It was a call from Jared. Agnes stared at the name on the screen for a few seconds before picking up.
"Where are you right now?" Jared's voice echoed from the other end.
"I'm back at the TV station. I need to work on the interview immediately and edit it tonight," Agnes responded, her voice not different from her usual tone.
Jared sounded a bit annoyed. "Didn't we decide to leave together? Why didn't you tell me before you left?"
Agnes paused for a while before saying, "I forgot."
There was silence on Jared's end. After a moment, he sighed. "I'll come to the TV station then."
"You don’t have to. I'll be working late. Maybe you should pick up Nocturne," Agnes suggested.
Still, Jared insisted, "No matter how late you work, I'll wait for you. Plus, all the reporters should be at the film festival now. It's after hours, so you don't have to worry about being seen."
Jared knew what Agnes disliked the most: people knowing about their relationship. They had a secret marriage four years ago, and the situation was still the same. Jared wasn't thrilled about it. He wanted to shout out their relationship from the rooftops, but he had to keep it a secret due to Agnes' profession.
Seeing Jared's insistence, Agnes knew it was pointless to argue. "Alright, come over then."
After hanging up, Agnes felt her mood shift. She didn't understand why she was feeling so upset. She knew Jared didn't have feelings for Sharon. If he did, their relationship would've progressed further over the years. However, she still felt sour.
Agnes arrived at the almost empty TV station. She didn't need to do the post-production work, but she wanted to keep herself busy. Usually, she could forget everything when she worked, but today, she was distracted. It was probably because she knew Jared was coming.
Jared was supposed to arrive within twenty minutes. However, an hour had passed, and he was still not there. Agnes started to feel a strange unease. Anger also started to seep in. If he didn't want to come, why did he insist on it earlier?
See, women can be so contradictory sometimes. Agnes thought she couldn't escape this magical law.
Finally, Jared showed up, holding a box of chocolate cake, Agnes' favorite. She had been craving them a few days ago but couldn't get them as they were always sold out within minutes. Agnes didn't have time to queue, but Jared had remembered her cravings and managed to get them for her.
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