Keanu began.
âKeanu, donât worry about me.
Iâm living a happy life.
But you, youâre not getting any younger.
Donât let a good girl slip away,â
Tilda cut him off, not wanting him to voice his true feelings.
Keanu gave her a bitter smile.
Her decisiveness made it clear she understood what he wanted to say, but she wasnât going to let him.
âWell, Iâm sorry for keeping you so long.
Go ahead and take care of your things,â Tilda said apologetically.
Keanu gave her a long, lingering look before nodding.
âOkay.
â
As he walked away, Tilda released a deep breath she hadnât realized sheâd been holding.
She sat down, her mind wandering aimlessly.
Soon, Lyndon arrived.
Noticing her dazed expression, he asked, âDid your classmate leave?â
âYes,â Tilda replied, snapping back to reality and standing up.
âLetâs go,â she said.
Lyndon didnât ask any further questions.
âOkay.
â
They walked towards the elevator in silence.
Lyndonâs Long strides slowed slightly, allowing her to keep pace.
Watching his back, Tilda bit her Lip.
When he saw Keanu, he hadnât asked for an explanation.
Did he not care because he didnât love her?
Despite their marriage being one of convenience, wouldnât he be curious about other men in her life?
They were still a couple after all.
As Tildaâs thoughts wandered, she followed Lyndon into the elevator.
She was wearing a pair of newly purchased high heels today.
After walking for so long, her feet began to feel uncomfortable.