"No. I was just asking." Wolf didn't even look at Becca's chest and just took the document she had placed on the table.Wolf wasn't interested in other women's breasts. He only wanted one. But he wasn't sure if that would make Zoe comfortable or not. That's why Wolf hoped Zoe would be the one to tease him. But it seemed unlikely, given her attitude yesterday.And Wolf asked earlier out of curiosity. He wanted to know how long it had been since he spent a sleepless night with anyone—except Zoe.He wanted to test if he was faithful enough, as Clay claimed. As far as Wolf could remember, he only slept with one—or three—women since marrying Zoe. And that was because he was drunk. He attended a party invitation from his friend, got drunk, and it always ended up that way.It is not too clear how, but more or less, Wolf would sleep with anyone nearby when he was drunk. But when he sobered up, he only slept with Zoe."I'm still faithful, apparently," Wolf mumbled. Satisfied with his self-asses
"Are you not tired of always ordering the same thing at the coffee shop? There are many other things you can order, not just Americano," Sara said, while urging Zoe to stand up.It was time for them to go to the cafe again, as usual. Sara was just doing a physical check to see if Zoe was unwell, after which she invited her out.According to Sara, she preferred dealing with patients whose physical health was in excellent condition, even though the physical check might not be related to mental illness. So, she always conducted a physical check—at least measuring body temperature and heart rate—every time Zoe came.[I like Americano] Zoe wrote her response.Sara squeezed Zoe's response and threw it into the trash bin next to the table, rolling her eyes. "What's so good about that bitter drink?" Sara couldn't understand why Zoe liked it.Similarly, Zoe didn't understand how Sara could give her body so much sugar almost every day and still look normal."Come on, hurry up. They have a new m
Zoe's tears flowed uncontrollably. She continued to touch her mouth and throat, as if wanting to make sure that the sound came from her."Agh...Aghh!" Zoe tried again. But again, no words came out."AGHH!" Zoe screamed, but again, it was not words that came out. And, of course, the scream turned into a howl of tears afterward. She couldn't say anything anymore."Zoe... Zoe, please calm down first. Breathe. Calm down. Don't cry..." Sara approached and hugged Zoe. But Zoe continued to cry and groan in her effort to speak.The disappointment multiplied. Zoe didn't expect anything, but she had heard it earlier. Zoe wanted to speak again, but the voice from earlier seemed not to be hers."Yes... yes... I know. It hurts, right? It's okay; we'll try again later." Sara continued to gently persuade, but her eyes glared fiercely at Wolf, who was approaching Zoe. Sara chased Wolf with a glance towards the door, also pointing her finger without words. Sara couldn't allow Wolf to get close to Zoe
Sara screamed as loudly as possible. Wolf could hear it very clearly, even without putting the phone in his ear."Who?" Wolf sat up and listened."ZOE! She's gone! When I woke up, she was already gone!"Wolf opened his eyes, stood up—startled, but regretted it as his head still hadn't improved. He almost stumbled from the pain."What do you mean? Where is she?" Wolf asked."Yesterday, she stayed at my place! I brought her home because she wouldn't stop crying. She cried herself to sleep, but this morning she's gone. I wanted to wake her up, but she's gone!" Sara's voice was genuinely panicked."I'll find her," said Wolf. He didn't know how, but he promised to make Sara stop talking. Her screams made Wolf's headache worse."BUT DON'T MAKE HER CRY AGAIN! Because of your stupidity...""I made her talk!" Wolf defended himself."That's not talking! You pushed her to the brink of desperation! It was an uncontrollable emotion, and I'm afraid it will be even harder for her to talk after this.
Wolf moved to another place—one that had more sticky notes—in the studio next to his workspace. He touched each note on his desk, containing Zoe's more normal ramblings. She had asked him in detail about sound editing and some new vocal techniques he wasn't familiar with.They talked about many things, all grounded in reality. Wolf had forgotten some memories, but now they all came flooding back. Wolf's gaze fell on a slightly separate sticky note. Zoe had handed him that note in the recording room, and Wolf took it out to stick it somewhere else. Wolf placed it in a different location than the others.[Thank you].It was Zoe's first thank-you.Wolf took off the note, throwing himself onto the chair. He rubbed his face, recalling that moment. He had only offered her a drink and a cloth to wipe away her tears—something so simple. Yet Zoe expressed genuine gratitude with a smile, even though she was crying.It meant Zoe hadn't received much kindness in the past few years. She had suffer
"He's gone."Tiana informed Zoe, who was curled up near the window. Zoe nodded, a gesture of gratitude. The nod caused the suppressed tears to fall."I..."Tiana wanted to say, 'I told you so,' when she saw Zoe in such a pitiful state.But Tiana couldn't bring herself to be so heartless. Despite the warnings, Zoe had made her choice. It was too late; she couldn't undo the emotions that now made her cry.Tiana sat in front of her and examined Zoe's wrists, bruised from Wolf's grip yesterday. "He didn't ask you to do anything strange, did he?"Tiana suspected Wolf might have done something irrational, as Zoe hadn't shared anything about what had happened.Zoe shook her head but didn't elaborate further. She didn't want to move her hands to write or type. She had come seeking a hiding place, and for Tiana, that was enough. She would protect her."Wolf said he heard your voice. Is that true?" Tiana asked.Zoe's tears flowed again. She wiped them away, but they kept falling. The disappoint
"He doesn't want to meet me," Wolf said to Sara, who seemed to sigh."No sh*t, Sherlock. That's genius." Sara sarcastically remarked, as it didn't take a genius to figure out why Zoe didn't want to meet him."Do you think treating a woman roughly like that will make them adore you?" Sara hissed, releasing the frustration she had been holding back since yesterday.Wolf tried to unwind by rubbing his still-throbbing forehead and sitting in the lengthy chair that Sara's patients typically use during talk sessions. Wolf wasn't Sara's patient, but he had laid on that chair before today for a physical session."Is it true that after this, Zoe will find it even harder to talk?" Wolf asked, closing his eyes. His body needed rest, having been too tense since yesterday."That's just a possibility. I concluded. Zoe's inability to speak comes from fear, desperation, and negative feelings like that. She spoke yesterday because she felt forced. Angry and desperate due to what you said to her. That'
Becca frowned in confusion but then shook her head. "Nope. Are you not feeling well?"The question was a surprise that should never have come out of Wolf's mouth.“Why? We can sleep together every day if you want.” Wolf responded, offended because Becca's answer came out so casually.“Maybe, but most likely you'll be sleeping with other women every day too. I don't want to marry a man like that. Although I am not married yet, I understand that marriage encompasses more than just physical intimacy. There are many other things.” Becca explained her reasons bluntly. She could see that Wolf wasn't angry. He was irritated, but not angry.“Oh... Okay.” Wolf dismissed Becca with a wave of his hand while leaning his chin on his desk to think.Until now, Wolf had underestimated marriage because he didn't want the burden of being faithful, and of course, he thought marriage was something he could easily attain. But so far, the two women closest to him have clearly stated their refusal if the op