On this lovely night, Kevin stood on the balcony, alone, with a lit cigarette between his fingers. He smoked occasionally. The breeze broke the smoke rings blown by him. The beautiful moment from the afternoon flashed back into his mind. His heart started racing at the very thought of it.
He was then leaning against the door, watching Daisy make tea. Absorbed in her elegance and the serenity in the air, he stood there for a while before he finally greeted her. He kept telling himself that Daisy was an unattainable dream for him, but his heart raced uncontrollably every time he saw her.
Kevin smiled bitterly and said to himself, 'Kevin, don't forget that you are married. Are you forgetting that you have a wife named Leena? Why do you desire a woman who will never be yours, and who doesn't even pay any attention to you?'
Kevin carefully stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. He looked into the sky, and then walked back into the room, trying to repress his racing heart. Would the pain and bitterness fade away if he stopped thinking of her? Would he have to start a new relationship to forget the past? Would he have to fall in love with another woman before he could stop admiring her secretly? In that case, he would strive to fall in love with his wife Leena. He would open his heart to her and let her in.
When he got home from work, he looked everywhere but he didn't find Leena's note. Out of boredom, he picked up a small round item on her dressing table and started to play with it. However, he accidentally dropped it on the floor. It rolled under the dressing table and couldn't be seen anymore. Kevin was in a daze for a few seconds. Then he gave a wry smile and bent down to look for it. Since he had no idea what it meant to Leena, he felt he had to put it back.
He spotted a piece of paper under the dressing table. He picked it up in confusion. Some words were scribbled on the paper in dramatic handwriting like that of an artist. They said, "Kevin, I have gone to Paris, France, due to some emergency. Since I can't reach you, I'm writing this note to you to let you know. I'll be back in a couple of days. So don't worry. Leena."
The note was short and concise but Kevin felt relieved after reading it. 'Turns out that she has gone to France, but why so suddenly? She didn't mention anything about it before the war games. But anyway, at least now I know where she is. That is a relief, ' he thought.
Kevin kept the note on the dressing table. Then something occurred to him. 'The door and the windows were closed, so how did the note get under the dressing table? In a place that's totally out of my sight. Did Leena put it there intentionally?' he wondered. Kevin shook his head with a smile and went on with looking for the small item. 'Why do girls love such strange small items, even a highborn girl like Leena?' he asked himself.
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