The midday heat was stifling. As Janet stepped out of the restaurant, a wave of dizziness hit her. She leaned against the corner of the building, steadying herself for a few seconds before forcing her legs to move forward. The office wasn't far from here, but under the blazing sun, she was strangely determined to walk back on foot—almost like she was punishing herself.
Even she found it baffling. Whether he was with Elvira or Ivanka, why was she so angry?
Lost in her thoughts, Janet wandered down the street in a daze. Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes pierced her ears, snapping her back to reality.
In the next moment, she realized she was standing where the traffic lights changed, but she had already stepped into the middle of the road. The roaring engines of speeding cars zoomed past, making her instinctively cover her ears and freeze in place, too scared to move.
