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“I once went to Canada to perform in a play for Mr. and Mrs. Witson’s wedding. Maybe Canada isn’t such a bad choice.” Pandora muttered, recalling the events of that day. Back when she had been the lead in a production directed by Mr. Lee. The role was meant to depict a complicated life story, but Pandora had serious doubts about the narrative structure. She saw so much love radiating from the newlyweds. With their abundant lives and mutually supportive attitudes, it seemed almost impossible to believe that—if they had—they had weathered the worst of life.“I’d do it again if Mr. Lee took on a project like that one, which would require three months of our time for rehearsals.”Pandora turned and looked up at Kingston. She didn’t understand why she’d done that. Yet Kingston’s response was crucial to her right now. The man remained silent, his gaze fixed on every contour of Pandora’s face, forcing him to speak before something unwanted happened. Pandora didn’t want Kingston to

“Has Aceli woken up yet?” Kingston asked.“Yes, sir.”“Is she looking for me?”“Yes. And Miss Pandora.”Aceli’s only misfortune was having an uncle who refused to give in. If only the little girl had come along, she might have been very happy doing anything—playing in the sand or something else. Now Pandora truly missed Aceli and her tiny lips that never stopped talking. They hadn’t seen each other since morning because of Kingston’s wishes.“What are you thinking?”Pandora’s body instinctively took a step back when Kingston deliberately covered her eyes with one hand. There was nothing wrong with it. Kingston had done it very carefully. But Pandora wasn’t fully prepared; she hadn’t even realized that Helios had left the beach with Grolius and Whitewill.“Why aren’t we going with them?”Pandora immediately followed Kingston’s lead. She asked as she set down the plastic bag containing seashells and sat face-to-face with the man in one of the huts with

“Come to think of it, I’m curious about what you two did while you were at the beach....” Pandora couldn’t even count how many times she’d had to process Anna’s remarks regarding Kingston’s crazy antics in front of the class. She’d been trying not to get drawn into Anna’s relentless curiosity. Simply explaining it with words wouldn’t be enough to make the girl understand that she and Kingston hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary. There was only one instance when Kingston lost control. That was it. “If you two do that often…,” Anna continued. She paused for a moment, then rested both elbows on the campus cafeteria table. “Before you get married, Mr. Nolan has to use protection. For God’s sake, I hate what’s going on in my head!” Anna tapped each temple with her palm. She spoke too carelessly, thankfully her voice was very soft. “I hate what’s in your head too. Even if he doesn’t use protection, I still wouldn’t get pregnant. Besides, King Kong promised he wouldn’t

Pandora didn’t know how to express her bitter reaction. She bowed her head deeply, clasping her fingers together with intense anxiety. It felt like being struck by a massive explosion when the woman firmly asserted the truth. And Kingston didn’t utter a single word to reassure Pandora—or at the very least, he would have denied it. He remained silent, so much so that Pandora almost laughed at herself—why was she trying to deny it, when her eyes had once directly caught the red marks on Kingston’s body back in the forest? Wouldn’t the presence of a child complete Kingston’s past love? They would go through a series of romantic moments reminiscent of their past story. Overflowing with warmth and longing. That’s why, up to this very moment, Kingston hadn’t said anything to reaffirm the statement that had left Pandora’s thoughts adrift. She felt trapped atop a lighthouse, gazing at a ship sailing in the distance, but the ship never made its way toward her. It felt futile; there

“Done.”Pandora finished her work by copying the organized data onto another device. She handed the copies to Anna, along with a research assignment on dramaturgy to be printed out and neatly bound.“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” asked Anna, already all dressed up in a light coat and slipping on her leather shoes. Sometimes Anna turned around, just to repeatedly make sure Pandora wouldn’t change her mind.“I just want to rest, Ann. I’m sleepy. I didn’t get enough sleep last night.”Even after the brutal expulsion. That didn’t make Kingston give up. No, not until Anna deliberately called security to take the man away.“Alright, then. I’m leaving first. It might take a while—I’ll do the monthly shopping and also need to buy printer ink since it’s empty.”Pandora nodded faintly. Watching Anna’s fingertips touch the doorknob, she said, “Take care of yourself out there.” Then she settled into a lying position facing the wall, left alone in the room. Last night’s confrontation had