After exiting the park, Mark Reed hailed a taxi for Valentine Teller, and then got another one for himself.
Sitting in the taxi, Valentine saw the taxi carrying Mark pass by.
He was on the phone, and due to the dim lighting in the car, she couldn't see his expression. It flashed by and was soon lost in the traffic.
Back home, Valentine took a shower and lay in bed, constantly checking her phone.
She never received his call.
Not even a single text message.
It wasn't until midnight that she finally turned off her phone.
The scene of meeting him that evening flashed frame by frame through her mind like a movie, yet it felt so unreal, more like a dream.
When the dream ends, nothing has happened, and he still won't marry her.
Valentine's emotions were complex, as if two versions of herself were warring within.
A night of restless sleep.
As daylight broke, the first thing she thought was why Mark hadn't called the previous night.
