Seraphina didn't linger in Leandro's arms for long.
The pain from the past suddenly resurfaced, and she could no longer run from it. She had to face it.
She had always been good at controlling her emotions.
She quickly pulled herself away from Leandro's embrace, took a seat, and just stared at the big screen, letting the tears silently roll down her cheeks.
When Leandro reached out to her again, Seraphina calmly dodged him.
Leandro's suit and shirt were still damp. It had only been a few hours, and because of Betty, she had lost control and cried twice.
But he knew it wasn't enough.
The pain of loss couldn't be released by crying twice.
After many photos and a few videos of Betty played on the big screen, Leandro hit the pause button.
Initially engrossed in the screen, Seraphina suddenly stopped and turned to look at Leandro.
Her eyes were full of undropped tears, filled with confusion and anticipation.
There was still hope, and that was good.
Leandro knew he couldn't let the slideshow play to the end. If it did, it would mean Betty's short life had ended.
As long as it didn't finish, it meant they were still reminiscing, giving the illusion of hope, as if Betty was still alive.
Even if it was self-deception, sometimes an illusion of hope was important.
"Let's watch it next time," Leandro said slowly.
The image on the screen paused on a photo of Betty eating, her face smeared with food because she hadn't quite mastered using utensils.
Seraphina curled up in her chair, staring at the big screen. It took her a while to murmur, "I want to sit alone for a bit."
Leandro's gaze was cloudy yet distant. "Alright."
He stood up but stayed put, only turning to leave once Seraphina looked at him.
Looking at his retreating figure, Seraphina chuckled.
Was this Leandro?
She had never seen this side of him before—not seven years ago, not now.
A man who always did things his own way just said "alright" to her?
Her gaze returned to the screen when suddenly she heard Keen's exclamation from outside, "Mr. Reynolds!"
The door to the multimedia room closed, muffling any further sound.
Seraphina stayed put.
She stared at Betty's face on the screen as if she were back in the past, back when she and Betty lived together.
She sat in the dark room, silently recalling those buried memories as if time had stopped.
After an unknown amount of time, the door to the multimedia room opened again, and someone slowly walked over and sat where Leandro had been.
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