But does it matter? He is no longer himself.
The hollow happiness brings her an even deeper emptiness.
Aldana Candi slowly withdrew her gaze and started eating the food that was about to go cold. This was probably the last meal cooked for her by that skillful man. Having spoken to this extent, coming back would be a bit humiliating.
However, it was inevitable that he would leave sooner or later, leaving now or later makes no difference. She didn't feel regretful or anything, just that the sudden absence of a person in the room made it a bit too quiet.
But before Philip Shaw woke up, it was always this quiet here. She adapted well before, and she thought she could adapt again in the future.
Aldana Candi quietly finished her dinner, then sat in the chair to rest for a while, lost in thought for a bit, before it finally dawned on her that there was no one left to clear away the dishes for her. Slowly coming back to her senses, she began to pack up a lot of the leftover food.
