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Chapter 6

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It was the first time in three years that Theo stepped into my rental apartment in South City.

He punched my birthday in as the passcode and opened the door.

The shoe cabinet was empty, and the pair of gray slippers that I had shown him numerous times via video call were gone too.

He walked into the bathroom and fixed his gaze on the sink.

There was nothing but a single pink mug there. In the trash can, there was an unopened gray toothbrush. There was also a mug with his initials printed
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  • The Dust-Covered Empty Seat   Chapter 11

    I had a habit. No matter what I did, I would always save an empty seat next to me. I once stubbornly believed that Theo would appear one day and fill that spot. After three years of a long-distance relationship, I had gone through a lot while I kept that empty seat. I had countless nights when I was ill, I had to deal with my own grief after my mother passed, and all my hope was drained. He had spent all his time and effort on another person. He went as far as personally making my chicken noodle soup for another woman. He made me realize that he could come to fill that empty seat, but he just did not want to. When he regretted it, the seat was gone. After Theo returned to the country, he purchased the apartment that I had rented in South City. He kept it exactly like it was when I stayed there. The gray toothbrush that I had thrown away was placed on the sink again by him. Every night, he would sit on the couch and swallow my expired stomach flu pills. The pills i

  • The Dust-Covered Empty Seat   Chapter 10

    He extended his hand that was not burned and tried to hold my arm. I took a step back and dodged his attempt. “Mr. Anderson, please behave yourself.” My voice was colder than the rain. “Lydia, I know I was wrong.” He took out a black velvet box from the pocket of his coat. “I’ve sold that house, and I’ve gotten rid of Eleanor. I’ve sold all my shares, and I don’t want anything else.”He opened the box and revealed a beautiful diamond ring on the inside. “Please give me a chance. Let me make it up to you for the past three years, alright?” “Theo, do you really think that we can start over again?”I looked at that diamond ring. Three years ago, I stood outside of the jewelry shop and stared at it for a really long time. He was standing there impatiently as he replied to Eleanor’s text messages. “Don’t look at it anymore. These sparkly things are a waste of money.” I looked up and stared indifferently at him. “Have you been looking into my medical records?”His face i

  • The Dust-Covered Empty Seat   Chapter 9

    I tapped on the photo. In one of the photos, Theo was wearing a crumpled shirt as he stood in a messy kitchen. Pieces of a shattered pot were scattered across the floor. There was chicken noodle soup splattered all over the kitchen and a huge blister on the back of his hand. The wound looked terrifying. In another photo, he was sitting in a watch shop. [The watch you gave Mr. Anderson was no longer working, so he brought it to a shop to fix it.][The shopkeeper told him that it was a limited-edition watch that’s no longer in production, so he couldn’t purchase any parts.][He also looked into your purchase history and noticed that you had pawned the gold necklace that your mother had left you to buy this watch.]When I read the email, I felt nothing. The watch was no longer working, and he had spilled chicken noodle soup all over the floor. It seemed like he had finally realized what he had lost. Immediately after, I received another email. [Lydia, Mr. Anderson went to t

  • The Dust-Covered Empty Seat   Chapter 8

    Eleanor called me three days later. “Lydia, it’s me! Don’t hang up!”Eleanor’s voice was extremely hushed, and she sounded really frantic. “Shoot.”“Lydia, I beg you. Please send me the data model for your proposal! The client is pulling the plug and saying that there is something seriously wrong with the model. “They want to sue me for fraud, and the company is going to fire me… I’m really at my wit’s end. Lydia, please save me!” I took a sip of my coffee. I had spent seven nights writing that proposal. All of the logic and rationale were in my brain. She had thought that putting her name on the proposal would make it hers. She should not have coveted things that did not belong to her. “That’s your proposal, Eleanor.” I sounded calm and unflustered. “Since you’ve put your name on it, you have to be responsible for it.” She screeched, “How can I do that? I have to pay a few million dollars. I’ll die!” “Now you’re terrified. Why weren’t you afraid in the past?”El

  • The Dust-Covered Empty Seat   Chapter 7

    I had rented an apartment with a balcony in the new city. There was a bakery downstairs, and every morning I woke up to the smell of butter. Two months had passed since I left South City.I switched to a new number and threw my old broken SIM card in the airport’s trash can. It was as if I had completely reset my life. It was so peaceful and calm. Xander would update me about the news back in South City through scheduled emails. [Ms. Scott, they’ve already refunded the one million dollars to you.][Besides, Theo has personally deposited two million dollars into your bank account with a reference note: compensation.]Someone rang my doorbell. The doorman wheeled a huge dustproof storage box into my apartment. “Ms. Scott, you’ve received an urgent delivery from South City. The postage fee is terribly high.”I sliced through the tape, and inside the box was the seventeenth wedding gown that I had tried on. There was a handwritten card placed on top of the gown. It was

  • The Dust-Covered Empty Seat   Chapter 6

    It was the first time in three years that Theo stepped into my rental apartment in South City. He punched my birthday in as the passcode and opened the door. The shoe cabinet was empty, and the pair of gray slippers that I had shown him numerous times via video call were gone too. He walked into the bathroom and fixed his gaze on the sink. There was nothing but a single pink mug there. In the trash can, there was an unopened gray toothbrush. There was also a mug with his initials printed on it. I had prepared all these items for when he finally returned. I always said that if he decided to come back one day, there would be a place for him. Theo felt his throat tighten. He opened the bedroom door. On the bedside table, there was a photo of us that we took nine years ago. It was lying face down on the table. Theo walked over and picked up the photo frame. “Lydia…”He called out my name in the empty room before taking out his phone. [I’m sorry, the number you’re dia

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