Saturday morning quickly come. Some people had a blissful night sleep while others did not sleep a wink.
Luna wake up and prepared a small pot of chicken porridge with some side dishes. She served herself and Alex a big bowl of porridge respectively. They ate silently while surreptitiously stealing glances at each other.
Alex can't bear the awkward silence anymore and quickly finishing his food. He stole a last glance at his wife before he strode out the house. Both heaved a heavy and relief sigh the moment they were out of each other proximity. Alex absentmindedly drove out while Luna slumped on the chair. The ringing phone brought Luna out from her chaotic mind.
She picked up the call, "Luna's speaking."
