Lost time.

Garette hadn't expected Dyanne to come to his place at all. Seeing her message, a storm of emotions swirled within him. He was still in love with her, but he had broken up with her for reasons he tried to bury deep inside. He rushed to the window and peeked out, his heart pounding in his chest.

There she was, her back to the building. She wore a bright pink crop top paired with a short silver skirt that glittered in the evening light, her white sneakers adding to her carefree appearance. Her blonde hair was styled in loose waves, and she wore oversized sunglasses pushed up on her head.

Another message from her came in: "I won't leave if you don't talk to me."

Garette sighed. He had been ignoring her for 46 days ever since the defaming incident. Yes, they were both counting. He had hoped his visible attempts to ignore her would make her stay away, but here she was, as persistent as ever.