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2019. The day the mistake began.
When Sean came inside the house around 9pm, he didn't expect to hear a call from the living room. A very loud one. Something that was both ear-shrilling and a nag. Sean closed his eyes, looking at his watch. He knew it's late now. Sean dismissed himself in their office by 5 pm.
He slacked off a little, joining with his team. He had eaten a lot, starving at the work by now. Their new drama was exhausting. Sean doesn't know what to explain to Friya anymore. She won't listen. She's childish to even understand the situation.
"Sean, why did you have to go home this late?!" Friya showed up at the corner. He was still on his shoes and coat. He gripped his briefcase as he saw Friya's furrowed eyebrows. Here we go again, as he thought.
