She isn’t picking up. Just like yesterday.
Everything seems normal till it’s late night. That’s when it all starts. Is she seeing someone?
He sighs. He shouldn’t be the only one calling and texting all the time.
Yesterday she said her phone’s battery was empty. That was why when his call went through for a few seconds, her number was no longer reachable. And today, what could be her reason?
He took a deep breath and like an evil spirit determined to do a good deed for the first time, mustered all the courage he could get to send her a text message. A message with no scent of fury.
“Good night sweetheart. I love you.”
The text was certainly not from his heart and there were many like these he’s sent with no response from her.
Was he wasting his time and resources?
As he drops the phone to shower and sleep, his phone rings. It’s her. He picks up, trying his best to conceal his anger and surprise.
She explains how a co-worker annoyed her at the shop and how they nearly fought and that the boss will hear all about it the following morning. Enough is enough!
As she expressed her dissatisfaction with the unfair treatment at her workplace, he understood many things and felt ashamed of making a big deal of her inability to pick up his calls, ashamed of the retaliatory acts that were steaming in his head.
It was beginning to dawn on him that the very moment he feels like giving up on something is actually the time to hold on, and hold on firmly.
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