Pandora wasn't just being dramatic—well, she was, but beneath all the exaggerated sighs and celestial fangirling, there was something else. Something tighter. Heavier. She was avoiding Parker in a way that didn't make sense to Sarah.
Not just dodging his gaze or ignoring his name—no, Pandora was actively masking her presence from him, suppressing her energy so thoroughly that even the universe seemed confused about where she really was. It was like she feared what would happen if even a fraction of her power reached him.
As if the moment he felt it—felt her—the truth would come crashing down.
And maybe that's why she watched from afar. Always from behind her glowing, conjured screens. Never closer. Never too loud. Never too real.
