Elias hesitated for a moment. "Oh, it’s from Simon. He insisted on treating us after we finished our shift. His daughter passed her piano exam, so we celebrated."
Mira’s heart sank as she looked at him. He lied without a second thought. She had known him for thirteen years, yet at this moment, he seemed like a stranger. Her eyes were cold as she glanced at the dishes, her stomach twisting painfully.
"I’ve already eaten," she replied flatly, her voice betraying nothing of the turmoil raging inside her.
"It's such a waste to throw it away..." Elias muttered as he placed the lunch box in the refrigerator. "I'll heat it up tomorrow."
Mira said nothing, silently watching his back as he turned away. The tension in the air was palpable, but she kept her thoughts to herself.
After they finished washing up, the two of them climbed into bed, agreeing to visit their high school alma mater together the next day.
But at two o'clock in the morning, Mira woke to find the space beside her empty. The bathroom door was slightly ajar.
She quietly lifted the quilt and stepped out of bed, her footsteps soft as she approached the bathroom. Inside, Elias' voice carried through the door.