The black Rolls-Royce remained parked outside. Smoke lazily drifted from the half-open window on the drivers side, leading Jessie to assume Albert was seated inside, smoking.
She gazed at the car in silence for a while before drawing the curtains shut.
Jessie had no desire to engage with Albert. She understood that after her breakup with Axell, Albert felt no reservations. In his mind, it seemed natural to pursue her since they were now both single.
But what about the past three years?
And what about his marriage?
He had a wife and a child. Wasnt it absurd to think he had feelings for Jessie and wanted her back?
Jessie leaned against the headboard, engrossed in educational books.
The relentless sound of rain outside grated on her nerves. Eventually, she switched off the light, put on her headphones, and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Jessie rose early. Lettie brought breakfast and remarked casually, That car was parked downstairs all night. Its too flashy. Tell him not to park there. The neighbors might start gossiping if they see it.
Jessie, sipping her milk, felt a twinge of unease at the comment.
Ill talk to him when I go to work later, she replied.
After breakfast, Jessie changed clothes and headed downstairs with her briefcase.
The air was crisp and refreshing after the rain had ceased.
Jessie took a deep breath, approached Alberts car and then Lightly tapped on the window.
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The window rolled down, revealing Alberts slightly weary but handsome face.
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It was evident he hadnt slept well, his complexion lacking its usual vitality. He turned to Jessie with a silent gaze. Get in. Ill drive you.
Jessie stood her ground, her resolve firm.
I can drive myself, she stated after a moment of hesitation. I came here to tell you not to come back. We couldnt be together in the past, we cant be together now, and we wont be together in the future.
Albert chuckled. Whats it to you if my car is parked here? Do you own this place? If so, Ill move it next time.
Jessie seethed with anger. He was deliberately provoking her.
She made to leave, but before she could, Albert swiftly exited the car, gently clasped her arm, and guided her back inside. Anticipating her protest, he spoke in a hushed, gravelly tone. You wouldnt want the neighbors witnessing a public altercation with a man, would you?
Leaning back against the seat, Jessie watched as Albert secured her seatbelt.
After a moment of silent contemplation, she spoke softly, Albert, the truth is, we cant even be friends.
She refused to foster any false hope of a potential reconciliation between them.