Cecilia felt a pang of melancholy—if one day she truly withdrew from this entanglement of love, would Blair be the one to take her place?
"Aiya, I don't have time to waste chatting with you here. I have business to attend to." Blair glanced at her watch and quickly walked toward the second floor. As she brushed past Cecilia, she deliberately nudged her shoulder. "Excuse me."
This time, Cecilia didn't resist.
All evening, Blaze seemed distracted; the two of them exchanged few words and went to bed, each carrying their own thoughts, like sharing a bed but living separate dreams.
The next morning, Fiona messaged Cecilia early, saying Peter Spark's plane was landing that morning and asking if she wanted to go pick him up. Cecilia didn't tell Blaze, simply took a half-day leave from work, and headed to the airport alone.
