He imitated my handwriting, signed the Letter of Understanding behind my back, and rescued his childhood sweetheart who had committed a crime from prison.
When I learned about this, I broke down on the spot and questioned him why.
But he said coldly, "She was just young and being ignorant. Do you have to make a big deal out of this?"
In his opinion, I was the unreasonable one.
But I was the one who was bullied and threatened.
I couldn't accept the result and wanted to appeal, but he just left after saying,
"Calm down. I'll contact you when you think it through."
However, he probably didn't expect us to be separated forever.
"Charlie, is this the justice you've been upholding?" I wanted to ask him.
I looked at his face, and suddenly, I felt like I had never known him.
Kyle chatted with him for a while and then went back to the bureau.
After he left, Charlie pinched the cigarette butt between his fingertips, threw it into the trash can, and left as well.
He returned home and found the house dark and silent.
Charlie stared in the direction of the bedroom. Just as he took a few steps towards it, the phone in his pocket rang.