It was one of the best Saturday runs they had of late, and both enjoyed the comfortable silence they shared. Carl and Cyd had completed about ten laps of running around the track and field area of the Royal Brunei Stadium. There were a few runners around, and Carl waved to some of them, enjoying the attention. Cyd found the quietness invigorating as well as being a great stress reliever.
Cyd stealthily studied Carl and noticed that he had lost some weight from the depression caused by his recent heartbreak. Looking at him, Cyd admired his physical features and, if the situation were a bit different, she was confident that he would have no problem keeping a woman or two by his side all the time. He stood as tall as Patrick and had the same well-maintained physique, obviously brought
