Helga and Bonita spent their dinner accompanied by classical music flowing from an antique gramophone inherited from Helga's grandfather. The silence, framed by the music, seemed to echo unspoken, ancient wisdom—stirring restless souls with soft, lingering, resonating notes."Your salad is delicious," Helga said, breaking the silence.Bonita gave a brief nod as she neatly stacked the used plates in the center of the table. Four years of being Benjamin’s girlfriend had equipped her with many vegetarian recipes, among which salad was the simplest to prepare. Benjamin had introduced her to various salad recipes she’d never tried before, even once joking that if she opened a vegetarian café, it would surely be swarmed with customers."You probably know why I invited you to stay over.""I do. I’m just not interested in discussing it. I don’t know why you helped him get close to me in the first place, but whatever your reason, it was clearly a mistake," Bonita replied, recalling how Helga h
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