Philip Shaw took a small piece of fish and tasted it. His eating manner was graceful and genteel, his voice gentle and easygoing: "At this stage, what extravagant wishes can I still have? In these final days, being able to see you already makes me very happy. As for who you are here for, even if I wanted to care, I am powerless."
Aldana Candi thought he would say, "I don't care," yet unexpectedly he said he was powerless.
She slowly picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of rice, eating quietly without a word.
The air suddenly turned quiet, and in the silent meal with Philip Shaw, she seemed to drift back to a long time ago, to when Philip Shaw kept her here.
Her memories were filled with fear and hatred, never imagining they could have such peaceful times together. Perhaps it really was like this; besides all the resentment over those years, what remained was just this ordinary life.
