Odel, who had spent the entire day in her room, finally stepped out and found the apartment unusually quiet. She figured that her three fiancés must be at college, so she idly knocked on Clayton's door to check if he was there.
Knock!
No response. It was most likely that Clayton wasn't home. Odel then headed to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and began preparing ingredients for her food stall later that night.
"Business can't be ignored. "It would be such a waste if it went bankrupt just after opening," Odel muttered, trying to focus on her business rather than thinking about Fiona.
She carefully prepared the ingredients, storing them in containers to take to her stall later. After a while, exhaustion crept in, so she made herself a cup of hot chocolate.
"Damn, it feels so quiet!" she mumbled.
"Why don't you just call me if you're feeling lonely?" Emilio suddenly appeared from the living room.
"Goodness! "Why are you here?"