Chapter 204 Had I seen it wrong? Part2

At that moment, I felt as if I had entered a state of malaise, my mood oppressively heavy.

Betty and Michael were out shopping, buying things—what exactly, it hardly mattered.

Impulse buys are common, after all.

Yet, these ordinary occurrences clung to my psyche, nagging at me.

Was it time to see a therapist?

Slowly, I found myself at the entrance of our neighborhood.

If Betty and Michael had left the mall by then, they should have been home by now, especially since I walked back.

I checked the time; it was 3:32 PM, almost time for Betty to start dinner.

Standing at the entrance to the complex, unsure of where to go, I finally decided to head home, claiming I felt unwell and had left work early.

As I approached the community dumpster, I remembered the outfit I had bought less than an hour ago.

Without any sentiment, I stripped off the hat, glasses, mask, and scarf, tossing them all into the bin.