Juliette walked out of the bistro, her head down, pondering everything Michael said and didn't say. It perplexed her beyond words, despite her desire to be open-minded and believe that things in her life were not as they seemed, she couldn’t help but wonder, what she didn’t know.
The short distance to her home eventually came to an end, leaving her with more doubts than she had when she first left her apartment.
It was all; what-ifs, and how could it be possible?
Juliette sighed, exhausted by the struggle that had become her life.
“Hey, you've returned?” Rebecca inquired as she retrieved her bag from the sofa.
“I'm sorry,” she says. Juliette's mind was still outside her apartment, most likely at the bistro, so much so, she didn't notice Rebecca getting ready to leave when she wal
