On the 57th day of meeting Vampire, I had to see Vampire again, but this time, it wasn't for spending a meaningful day with him, but rather I had to sign a contract with the producer. At 10 am in the morning, Vampire texted me the location very professionally. After reading that text, I felt a hint of disappointment in my heart.
Why couldn't we message each other like before? I pursed my lips and sighed before keeping the phone back in my pockets. I didn't see my husband anymore at home when I got ready to go out. So I assumed that he was perhaps out to look for work.
I shrugged and locked the door before stepping outside the apartment building. After wearing headphones, I played my favorite songs while heading toward the familiar cafe. He would come and bring the contract at the same co
