“How was your day, Adelia?” asked Afgan suddenly in a voice that sounded hollow, as if he was just trying to find a topic of conversation. “Fine,” Adelia replied briefly, without giving any details. Instead, she was busy sticking her head out to see what she could eat at the long table. They began to put food on their plates, but there was no other sound except for the sound of spoons and forks touching plates. Everything felt restrained and formal, with no warmth or closeness between them. Although the food was delicious, the cold and stiff atmosphere enveloped them like a night fog enveloping a city. Although they were in the midst of luxury, the emptiness in their relationship was obvious. Adelia still wondered to herself why Afgan had suddenly asked her to dinner. However, the delicious food made her not care about that. Her stomach was hungry and need
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