The next morning, as the sun's rays fell softly on the city, Yugh woke up on time. Although the events of the previous night slowly resurfaced in his memory, he pushed them aside and settled into his daily routine. He quickly got ready, picked up a coffee he bought on the way, and headed to the studio, intending to make the day seem like a normal workday. đ
Upon arriving at the studio, as Yugh opened the door and entered, he felt his phone vibrate. Glancing at the screen, his eyes paused for a moment when he saw a message from Anisa.
"Good morning, Yugh. I won't be coming to the studio today. Decided to take a bit of a break. Still feeling the strain from last night's events. Sorry for the short notice." đŹ
Reading it, a small wave of concern washed over his face. It was clear to him that she wasn't feeling comfortable yet. After thinking for a little while, Yugh decided to send her a reply before starting work.
"Good morning, Anisa. That's a good decision. Rest well today. Don't think about work until your leg and body feel better. Message me if you need anything." đ«
After sending the message, he placed the phone on the table as if it were nothing. Amidst the quiet atmosphere of the studio, though his mind wandered through various thoughts, he tried not to give in to them and focused his attention on work.
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Meanwhile, Anisa, lying on her side in bed at her apartment, felt the fatigue and pain that spread throughout her body slowly beginning to subside. When she read the message from Yugh, a small, unconscious sense of relief arose within her. The day had become one dedicated to rest for her. đ