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    “Is it that painful for your eyes to see? Is it such a pain that simply ncing at me causes you


    anguish?” When I saw his sorrowful eyes, I felt something else in my chest. This was the


    expression I was expecting to receive before we called it quits.


    “Are you hurting?” he followed up with a series of queries.


    I wiped away the tears that streamed down my face and eyes. There was no stopping it, as though


    they had a water supply the way they dripped. I am adamant about my decision. I’ll never forget


    what urred to the two of us. The past is gone, and it will be remembered as junk wrapped in


    stic that I have long abandoned.


    I haven’t responded to him yet, and I haven’t stopped walking out. When I arrived at the bathroom’s


    entrance, I noticed the “caution” sign. That’s why no onees in. I’m not sure how he got it so fast


    or whether he ordered anything. I didn’t nce behind me because I was worried that if I turned


    around, I’d see his sad eyes. A few months is insufficient time to forget the heart that sincerely


    loves. I’m worried that when I turn around, he’ll be waiting for me, and all I’ll be able to do is flee


    back.


    When I turned left to meet Stanley, I took a step back because I almost bumped into him. I assumed


    he’d already entered their conference room. Why is he still here? We were both surprised, and I


    became anxious since I recalled Andrius was still there. I hope he’s out of here. When he turned


    from behind me and gazed, my heart rate soared even higher.


    I slowly turned to look at what he was gazing at, but I lost the fear in my heart. However, regretted


    that I had not seen Andrius. He wasn’t there, as I had assumed. I grabbed Stanley’s arm and


    yanked him out of there. It was as though a hot iron circle had gone through my heart. I was like the


    person was waiting for the tree to bloom till the blossoms gradually got strong, but the person he


    was expecting did not appear.


    I didn’t think he’d be able to take me inside. All the businesspeople sat calmly, waiting for the man


    who was supposed to seat in front. Thates up to be all there is to it. Stanley does not happen


    to be the sole owner of this corporation, since he appears to be a member of the board of directors.


    Stanley offered me his bottle of water since I had a feeling of dry saliva running down my mouth. He


    was also reading a folder, which I didn’t look at because I had no idea what it was about. When the


    door opened, I was only ying with my hand. Closing the papers while staring at the person who


    came in at the same time. I looked on as well, and I didn’t panic since I was right next to Stanley. I


    pretended as though the man in front of me was a stranger to me.


    Andrius sat in the front row, but they still didn’t start. I assumed he was the only one who was


    waiting, but I was mistaken. The woman in a wheelchair and Beatrice were the next to arrive. When


    Beatrice pushed the wheelchair, I turned to face the woman. Even though I was too far away from


    Andrius, he nced right at me when his mother''s ce was near to him.


    “Looks like we have someone here who wasn’t invited.” Because of what Andrius’ mother said,


    some of them looked at me while others were still staring at the woman. I, on the other hand, bowed


    down. I did say that I can’t be here. I saw in my peripheral vision Stanley could do nothing. Maybe


    he was just representing theirpany.


    Even though my stomach was hurting, I rose to leave, but the voice that spoke made me want to


    leave even more. When he stared into my eyes, I burst into tears. This is the influence of


    pregnancy; it’s a simple thing that affects you even though it’s not a major problem. You appear


    overly sensitive.


    “Stay there.” Andrius urged as Stanley drew me back to my seat. He sped our hands. Andrius


    started speaking.


    When I looked at Stanley and my hands, it didn’t seem to fit. It’s as if my brain is telling me


    something doesn’t belong there. To avoid any further bad thoughts, I turned to the front and simply


    listened to what Andrius was saying.


    “We’ll be constructing a new structure. Hopefully, nothing will happen this time!” He cast a sidelong


    nce at his mother, then turned to face me. “I don’t want the same thing to happen again!”


    Her mommy shook her head and then looked at me as well. My hands are sweating because of


    what they are doing. Why are they all looking at me?


    “What happened before?” His mommy doesn’t take her eyes off me so even I am curious as to what


    happened then in the building, he says.


    Did he fail? Andrius Easton? Fail? I can’t seem to believe it. I just turned my gaze back to Stanley


    and I’s hand and yed with it. I didn’t follow up on what they talked about next because I didn’t


    understand anything. All I hear is the word “structure, building, share” and various words that I don’t


    understand.


    Unbeknownst to me, I was slowly falling asleep. I never thought I would fall asleep here. I leaned on


    Stanley’s arm as we held hands.


    I just woke up and was no longer in the meeting room. As I swiveled my eyes, I saw Andrius at a


    desk. I wondered, looking at him while still closing my eyes due to excessive drowsiness. What am I


    doing here? Where is Stanley now? Thest thing I remember was us together in the conference


    room. I yawned again and felt my stomach growl. What time is it?


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    “Where’s Stanley?” I turned my eyes, looked outside, and saw it was dark. That’s why I’m hungry.


    Why do I seem to have slept for so long? I haven’t eaten since earlier.


    “Where’s Stanley?” He repeats my question but hints at being sarcastic. I don’t think this person


    would stop anymore, even though I begged him a few times to stay away from me.


    “Yes. Didn’t you hear my question?” I got up from the sofa, then stretched. I feel refreshed. It seems


    like it’s been a while since Ist slept like this. Will I be thankful that this is where I slept?


    “He is still doing something. He has no one nearby to watch over you, so I suggested.” Even though


    he was doing something, he stopped just to answer my question. He looked at me from head to toe.


    Is there anything curious about my body other than how big it is? How many times has he seen it?


    “I hope he just left me in the conference room. I’d rather have that.” I spoke softly so that he could


    not hear me and I did not think that he would hear my whisper.


    “Would you rather be eaten by a mosquito than be with me in a room? It’s as if we have nothing in


    civil. Didn’t we sleep next to each other after having sex in the past?” He shrugged as if the words


    he had left out were nothing to him.


    “PAST. That means done. It’s better to tell it to your wife.” I stared at him and emphasized the


    words, even though I knew that what I said would not enter his brain.


    I stepped forward and was ready to leave when the door opened. The expression on my face


    changed when I saw who it was. Stanley while carrying food. The smell of food that I was not


    familiar with immediately reached my nose. He smiled at me when he saw I was awake.


    “Let’s go?” He showed me his arm as if to say I held on there because he was holding a lot of


    stic bags. Before I held on there, I asked him first.


    “Did you buy any cheese? I want to eat it.”


    He pulled out a box of cheese and shake it in front of me so I quickly mped on his arm. He


    laughed at what I did and we were ready to leave when I stopped, turned to the man behind me


    who was just watching us.


    “Thank you very much for helping me, I hope this is thest.” That’s what I told him, but I didn’t think


    he would answer back.


    “No. I will not let this be thest.”