Ten days had already passed.
In his office, Christian was resting his arm on the desk while supporting his head on his palm, and was dazing off as he looked at the front. Aside from all the screens filling the walls, there was also a large picture of him with Eva and his sister, with one sitting on his lap and the other hugging him from behind.
With how everyone was laughing in it, the picture seemed to evoke something deep inside him. And unable to bear the weight of his emotions, he suddenly dropped his head onto the desk, his forehead knocking against the hard surface.
Naturally, nothing happened to his head... but the desk?
It nearly broke from the impact.
Uncaring about the damaged furniture though, Christian turned his head to the side, his mind wandering as he seemed to wonder about something important.
Until when should he wait for her return?
... And why did he not take even a single picture of her before she left?
