---- His gaze burned unbearably as it lingered on my face. "Tsk tsk tsk, Theodore, you finally told the truth," Benedict said matter-of-factly. "Alright, you two can make out later. Hand me the luggage, I need to board." I instinctively loosened my grip on the suitcase. "Ah, are you really leaving?" Benedict poked my forehead. "Cut me some slack. Even though I'm Benedict- bold in love and hate-I'm still just a normal guy who confessed and proposed to you days ago, only to be rejected. "T can't keep watching you two make out in public. You owe me some time to heal. And I need to talk to you alone." Benedict pulled me aside, his gaze more serious than I had ever seen it. "sansa, do you want to run away with me instead ---- of marrying Theodore?" His sudden question froze my mind for a moment before I realized what he meant. I shook my head. He understood, then handed me a familiar gift box. linstinctively tried to push it away. "Sorry, I can't accept your ring." "Open it and see." Inside the box lay a ring curled from a single leaf. "This time, I'm not giving you a real one. But you can at least accept this, right? Icouldn't refuse him. "You're leaving so suddenly... What about Lina? You two are still a couple, right? Didn't you tell her about this? How did she react?" He smiled as he stuffed the box into my arms. ---- "Dummy. I lied. She's not my girlfriend. Well, I have to board now. Goodbye, sister-in-law!" The plane took off, slicing through the blue sky. Time began to realign the tangled emotions between the three of us. No one knew that beneath the gift box hid the real ring, just as Benedict had hidden his true feelings all his life. In the end, he never married.