When it was time to leave work, Amanda Smith walked out of the office building, looked up, and saw Samuel Johnson's black sports car.
She knew he was sitting there right now, perhaps already watching her, and the sweetness of this distance, which used to be endearing, now made her wish she could just run away.
It wasn't anything else; she was simply scared...
Scared of facing that man.
The excessively sweet memories were a burden to her. If it had been the Amanda of the past, she surely would have rushed to confront him upon seeing those photos, right? Instead of hesitating like now, afraid to burst the bubble of reality, unable to even face that person.
She truly couldn't bear to part with him.
Amanda Smith hesitantly stood at the door, waiting until everyone had left before she mustered the courage to approach the car. Samuel Johnson had been waiting for a long time and quickly opened the door when he saw her coming.