I walked over, picked up the wooden box and opened it. Inside was the watch Maya had given me for my eighteenth birthday. I looked at it for a few seconds, then closed the box again. "You don't want it?" Maya asked. I shook my head as I set the box back on the desk and left. "It's fine." Maya stood at the door, looking at the wooden box. For some reason, she felt as though the watch lying alone in the empty room was staring at her. I called from downstairs, "Maya, I'm going now." She went downstairs. I stood in the doorway with sunlight behind me, outlining me in gold. I was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. My hair was neat, and I looked clean and refreshed. "Thanks for taking care of me all this time." I smiled. "Daniel still hasn't fully recovered, so please look after him." Maya studied me. "I'll come by sometime to visit when I have time." "You don't need to. Everything's done already. Just focus on your work, Maya," I said. Then, I left. Maya stood at the
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