Time slipped away through the gaps between fingers unintentionally.
On the fifth day of Henry Ronan's business trip, Zenith City welcomed its first spring rain.
Lucy Ansley sat in a single chair in the study, resting her chin on her hand as she gazed at the dense curtain of rain outside the window, lost in thought.
In the past few days, she and the man have been keeping in touch via video calls.
But seeing without touching, separated by the time difference, made the longing grow thicker.
The main issue was that her appetite had been poor in the past two days, not because she couldn't eat, but mainly because her eldest sister and soon-to-be brother-in-law were constantly flaunting their affection.
Though the affection was often embedded with shards of glass, it only highlighted her loneliness even more.
Lucy Ansley sighed listlessly, wishing she had joined him on the trip to the Swiss Confederation.
After sighing once again, her attention fell on her bare fingers.
