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    Amanda let out a soft sigh. “Have you ever studied philosophy?”


    “Never went to college.”


    Amanda exined patiently, “Everything changes with time, people included. The kind can grow cruel, and the cruel can find redemption. Change is the only constant.”


    Rnd remained silent. Whether he truly grasped her words or not, she could see that he carried them with him.


    “How will you get home?”


    Amanda replied, “I’ll take a cab.”


    Rnd wasn’t the type to put on a show of gantry. “Then I’m leaving first.”


    He had no intention of returning to Kalel’s birthday party—it was far too dull for his taste.


    “Okay.” Amanda watched as he got into his car. Only when the vehicle disappeared down the road did she take out her phone. The caller ID shed Nasir’s name, but when she answered, it was the woman from before.


    “Amanda! You’ve gone too far! Nasir’s life is in danger!” she shrieked.


    Amanda remained unfazed. Her voice was steady as she responded, “He had iting.”


    The woman’s fury crackled over the line. “Who was that man? The police will be here soon. You better not try to protect him!”


    “I don’t know who he is. When the police ask, just tell them he’s Iron Man.”


    “Amanda! Do you even care about Nasir?”


    “That useless man? Only you would waste your time on him.” With that, Amanda ended the call.


    Her thoughts drifted back to Rnd’s car. Its body bore the insignia of some factory—a logo that stirred a vague recollection. A few years ago, her father had mentioned it over coffee.


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    Aurora had returned to school. She couldn’t quite gauge Adrian’s attitude, but Joelle, at least, remained as tolerant as ever.


    Her mother often reminded her to stand firm in her principles when it came to this rtionship.


    The Finch family, however, seemed to operate without such concerns. Fred and Gracie frequently showed up at Dugruayae University, showering her with food and gifts as if she were incapable of fending for herself at the cafeteria. They treated her like a future daughter-inw, their affection almost suffocating.


    Overwhelmed, Aurora finally confided in Dunn, who managed to convince his parents to restrain themselves.


    “I talked to them. If they ever make you ufortable, you should tell me right away,” Dunn said over dinner.


    “It’s not that I don’t like them,” Aurora admitted. “I actually appreciate their kindness. It’s just… if they keeping so often, my parents might not be too happy about it.”


    Dunn leaned back slightly, the cuffs of his tailored shirt neatly buttoned, his posture as refined as ever. “If I were in their shoes and had a daughter, I’d feel the same way. I understand why your parents don’t trust me yet, but I’ll do everything I can to earn that trust.”


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