Alexis cast her gaze downward.
She harbored a sense of guilt. While desiring proximity to Leonel, she hesitated to instill hope or become entangled with him afterwards.
Projecting herself as somewhat unscrupulous seemed advantageous.
She resisted being overly compassionate.
Completing the transaction, Calvin whispered as they entered the car in the parking lot, “It’s still not too late to change your mind, you know,”
Seated in the car, Alexis shook her head in refusal.
Leaning against the back of the chair, Calvin pulled out a cigarette box from his pocket.
Although he rarely smoked, he couldn’t help but consider lighting one up at the moment.
Immediately upon Lighting it, Alexis extinguished the cigarette for him. Turning to her, Calvin, after a prolonged silence, extracted an invitation card from the console. Placing it gently in her hand, he remarked, “Don’t procrastinate any Longer.”
Gazing at the invitation card, Alexis drifted into contemplation.
Despite the passage of three years, the sensation of being with Leonel had faded from her memory.
Deliberately, she avoided dwelling on that sentiment.
Although animosity had likely grown between them, the necessity of proximity and intimacy with Leonel for the sake of Evelyn remained.
An awkwardness engulfed Alexis.
Tucking the invitation card away, she uttered softly, “Let’s head home.”
Calvin maintained silence.
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Upon reaching the villa, it was already seven in the evening. Evelyn had completed her dinner.
Calvin joined Alexis for dinner, and afterward, he regaled Evelyn with bedtime stories following her bath.
Ollie, the canine companion, lay curled around Evelyn’s pillow.
With its head drooping and one eye barely ajar, the dog appeared to be engrossed in the narrative.
Calvin believed the canine displayed intelligence comparable to Leonel’s.
Evelyn, rapt in attention, cradled the dog while drowsiness enveloped her.
Calvin lovingly tucked her into bed.
Abruptly, Evelyn’s eyes fluttered open, and she inquired softly, “Where is Mr. Douglas? Why isn’t he here?”