That night, when Starry arrived home, the house felt strangely quiet. The drive to the parking lot was not eventful.
He scoffed at the thought. Since when did he start to want eventful days and drives? Eventful was a word that had accompanied Chloe the moment she came into his life. Before her, there was no such thing as that. He didn't want fun. He didn't want adventure.
He had enough money to do literally anything he wanted to do with his life, he could go on vacation at the end of every week till he grew too old for it, and not run out of the money for it. It was always work for him.
But now he actually looked forward to being in his house, not like before when he looked forward to finally laying down to rest after working. These days, it was to hear Chloe's voice. To see her. To k
