Leonard sat on the edge of his sofa in his dark living room, his foot tapping restlessly on the hardwood floor. He stared at his watch—08:07 pm—but his mind wasn't on time. It was consumed by thoughts of Katherine and Felix, who were right now sharing a romantic dinner somewhere miles away, and more painfully, closer than he could bear to admit.
He exhaled sharply through his nose and dragged a hand down his face.
This wasn't how tonight was supposed to go.
