The sheer white curtains flutters as a gentle breeze entered through the gap of the partially open window. Gary rolled to his side and stretched out his arm but instead of feeling Jihyo's warm body, his hand landed on the soft white comforter. He heard the wardrobe door slide shut. He peeled his eyes opened and used his elbows to prop himself up.
He quietly looked at her as she stood in front of the mirror and adjusted the collar of her blue blazer. "Are you going to work now?" He asked.
"There's a meeting today." She replied and reached for the lipstick on the dressing table.
"But it's a Sunday," he uttered in disappointment. She applied the lipstick, before capping it and put it back to the exact same spot on the dressing table. "I know but it's an urgent meeting and I have to be there." She replied and rolled her lips against each other to evenly distribute the colour.
"Urgent meeting? How many urgent meeting do you exactly have? You said the same thing last week, and then the week before that. Is work all that you care about now?" He raised his voice just enough to show his displeasure.
"Yes." She said as she met his gaze through the reflection in the mirror. She turned around and bent down to take her handbag that was sitting on the floor, next to the bed.
Gary looked away and shut his eyes to compose himself for a moment, before turning back to face her. "When are you going to let go of it?" He looked at her intently and asked.
She was taken aback by his question and stood frozen with her back still bent. "It's about time, don't you think?" He spoke again after not receiving any response from her.
She pursed her coral tinted lips and slowly straighten her back, with her fingers closed around the straps of the handbag.
"Breakfast is on the table. I have to leave." She avoided his eyes and went out of the room to the entrance of the house. She heard the bedroom door slammed shut as she was putting on her nude high heels.
She looked to the direction of the room and stared at the door for a few seconds, before turning to the front door.
A soft melody sounded as she opened the front door and headed out.
