Chapter 2227


    She flicked off the lights in her office, letting the darkness settle before she slowly made her way out.


    Cn her way home, she passed by the diner she often visited alone for meals. Deciding on a whim, she parked and walked in.


    Choosing a table for one, the warmth of thefort food slightly eased the chill in her bones. The waitress, whom Sylvia hade to know, brought


    over a steaming cup of hot chocte, a smile spreading across her face, “Workingte again?


    Sylvia locked up with a warm smile, “Partly for thete-night hot chocte fix.”


    The waitress had seen Sylvia many times but was still dazzled by her beauty, “If I locked half as good as you, I''d snag myself a rich guy and quit this


    grind.”


    Sylvia chuckled softly, "Standing on your own two feetsts longer.”


    The waitress rolled her eyes yfully, “You got that right. Independence is key for us women!”


    After finishing her meal, Sylvia left the diner and drove home.


    The cold outside quickly snatched away the diner''s fleeting warmth


    Upon arriving home and stepping inside, the darkness and silence were almost suffocating.Content is ? by N?velDrama.Org.


    She suddenly remembered a night when, feeling on the verge of giving up, she hade home wanting to message him, only to find him standing on


    her balcony.


    It was like being lost in a dark sea and suddenly spotting a lighthouse guiding the way.


    The memory of that moment felt so surreal yet was etched deeply in her heart, never to be forgotten.


    Without turning on the lights, she walked towards the balcony, which, as expected, was empty and void of his presence.


    She moved to her desk, pulling out a notebook. Flipping it open, she looked at the crossed-out entries: dinners, movies, shopping, wearing matching


    outfits.


    Picking up a pen, she struck through the final "Gocdbye.”


    They were never officially a couple, so it wasn''t a breakup, hence the "Goodbye."


    She told herself that having had those moments was enough to fend off a lifetime of loneliness. But could she really live like that?


    He had once said that being an agent for too long makes it hard to adjust to normal life afterward. The sense of loss could be devastating.


    She knew exactly what he meant.


    Like when fe had cut her from the -.


    team, leaving her directionless. He


    had been her world, and without him


    and I the cause she had fought for,


    she felt utterly lost and desperate.


    She had once spent ten days lying in a dingy motel near the Tripe border, utterly adrift.


    While others had homes to return to, she had none.


    Eventually, she began to travel the world, never staying in one ce too long, afraid to stop and face her thoughts.


    Then, one day. a picture of J City caught her eye, and on a whim, she went there.


    The city gave her an inexplicable sense of belonging, and she chose to stay.


    Over the years, she slowly adapted-.


    to the city, getting used to a busy.


    life. She thought she had moved on


    fromvhim, grown up, ben”


    independent.


    Now, she realized it was all an illusion.


    And she wondered how long it would take to deceive herself again.


    Sylvia sat gn the floor facing the -.


    window, the darkness behind her.as


    infinite-as the night outside. She”


    focused into the void, remembering


    every word he had told her. Content


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    From a young age, he taught her to be strong


    Strength, he said, is what makes a person indestructible.


    And she would be. Strang, that is.