Twisting the Knife

For the past month, there had been a car parked here.

Vivian did not live on a high floor, so she could see it every time she lowered her head.

However, she was too far away to find out whose car it was.

The car always came in the early morning and left at dawn. Every day, there would be cigarette butts everywhere the car stopped.

Vivian wondered, 'It had been so cold last night. Had the car come