Chloe hung up the phone and took a deep breath, feeling utterly drained from chatting with Damon.
She didn't consider herself a fool. After so many years in a competitive society, she had learned to be cunning.
So why did she always struggle with communication when it came to Damon?
She had been waiting for this call since before she went to bed. Regardless of the content of the call, now that it was over, Chloe suddenly felt like her upcoming time was all blank.
What was this feeling?
It felt like there was nothing left to look forward to.
Apparently, she didn't like having free time.
When busy, she felt like she lacked nothing. When idle, she felt… like she had nothing at all.
This emptiness was unbearable.
She sighed heavily, quickly glanced at the time, walked from her bedroom to the living room, and randomly switched on some news on the TV.
She felt extremely bored.
Just waking up, she sat cross-legged on the sofa, elbow propped on the armrest, forehead resting on her hand, eyes half-open, about to doze off again.
Had it not been for the doorbell waking her up, she would have probably crashed right there on the sofa.
But who would be looking for her at this time?
Rose?
She knew Rose was extremely busy, even a phone call was a stretch.
Was it a wrong door knock?
She ran her fingers through her messy hair and walked to the door, puzzled.
But when she opened the door, seeing who was standing there, she was immediately shocked.
Nate was holding two bags, with some green things vaguely visible inside, probably fruits and vegetables.
Nate looked at her, smiling stiffly, which Chloe found a bit scary.
She had met Nate a few times, and his expression was always poker-faced, like he had Bell's palsy.
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