The incessant click of cameras filled the air as paparazzi surrounded them, capturing every moment with an almost predatory zeal. Amidst the chaos, Nil remained oblivious to the small mishap that had occurred—his collarbone cloth slipping, and a telltale love bite now exposed, immortalized forever in the lenses of those cameras.As they finally emerged from the bustling scene, Director Kim intercepted Nil, his voice charged with a mix of determination and accusation. "Finally...finally I got you! You have so many questions to answer..."Stranger stepped forward, a voice of reason cutting through the tension. "Kim, We can discuss this tomorrow..."But Nil, undeterred, stood firm. "Director Kim is right," he affirmed. "I will definitely answer today."In the aftermath, amidst embraces from Achara and Than, there was a noticeable absence—a void in the gathering that tugged at Nil's heart. His gaze searched, yearning for the familiar presence of Techno, Uncle Tham, and Marry, yet they were nowhere to be found. Turning to Achara, he couldn't help but voice his concern. "Achara, where are Marry and Techno?"As Achara whisked past, effortlessly diverting attention from Nil's inquiry, the atmosphere shifted. With Achara's departure accompanied by her driver, the remaining ensemble—Than, Nil, Stranger, and Director Kim—pressed on toward the studio. Despite Nil's repeated inquiries about Techno and Marry, the silence was deafening.Within the confines of the studio, laying bare the intricacies of their collective predicaments. Director Kim's authoritative voice sliced through the air, issuing a stern directive for Nil to grace every promotional event unaccompanied by Stranger. Initially met with resistance, Nil eventually conceded, his resolve firm.Yearning to reconnect with Uncle Tham, Nil's intentions were met with subtle resistance from Stranger, who attempted to divert his attention. "Nil, some things never change. Let us first return home for a quick refreshment before pursuing such endeavors," Stranger urged, masking deeper motives beneath his words.Refusing to be swayed, Nil remained resolute. Reluctantly, Stranger acquiesced, leading Nil to the café. As they approached, Nil found himself momentarily captivated by the transformed façade. "It's undergone quite the transformation," he mused, his gaze lingering on the renovated exterior. Sensing Stranger's hesitation, Nil hesitated momentarily before stepping into the cafe.As they crossed the threshold of the quaint cafe, a hush fell over the room. Techno, perched on the owner's chair, caught sight of Nil and a wave of joy illuminated his features. He moved to embrace his friend, only to be intercepted by Merry, her tone laced with simmering anger."Techno, restrain yourself," she admonished sharply, her gaze flickering towards Nil with a mix of disdain and caution. "They're stars, after all. Your touch might tarnish them. Please, sirs, take a seat and let us know how we can be of service."Nil, caught off guard by Merry's hostility, felt a knot of confusion tighten in his chest. "But we're friends, aren't we?" he ventured, his words trailing uncertainly in the charged atmosphere.Stranger, his expression unreadable, remained silent, adding to the tension hanging thick in the air.Attempting to defuse the situation, Techno stepped in, his voice tinged with regret. "Don't take it to heart, Nil. Merry's just upset with you. You know how she is, and how much she cared for you..."It was evident to Nil that something significant had transpired in his absence. "Techno, please, enlighten me," he implored, his gaze scanning the room. "And where is Uncle Tham?" His calls echoed, unanswered, through the space.A pallor washed over Stranger's face, his features contorted with weighty emotion. Techno, on the verge of tears, struggled to maintain his composure amidst the swirling currents.As Nil requested Stranger to wait, he disappeared into the house. There, without preamble or inquiry, he enveloped Merry in a tight embrace, igniting a flood of tears from her eyes."Why did you leave us?" she sobbed, her voice quivering with emotion. "You have no idea how much I've longed for you. On my wedding day, I kept searching for you at the gate, but you never arrived. And just last week, when I discovered I was pregnant, you were nowhere to be found."Nil held her close, his embrace a comforting anchor amidst her storm of emotions. "Please, my dear, calm down," he urged gently. "I understand the pain I've caused, but believe me, I've missed you both terribly. What happened was beyond my control, but I refuse to let it tarnish our future. We can create countless beautiful memories together. I want to erase those painful three months from our lives, and I need you to do the same. I promise, from this moment forward, I won't leave your side."Merry's eyes searched his, seeking reassurance. "Promise?" she implored."Solid promise," Nil affirmed, though a shadow lingered in his expression."What troubles you now?" Merry inquired, concern etched in her features."I'm deeply sorry," Nil confessed, his voice heavy with regret. "For missing out on the most significant moments in my friend's life. Please forgive me."Emerging from the house, Merry and Nil shared a newfound sense of contentment.Nil glanced around. "Where's Uncle Tham?" he inquired.Techno hesitated before responding, "He won't be joining us.""Why?" Nil pressed, puzzled. "Has he gone on vacation?"Merry led him to the wall, where Uncle Tham's portrait hung adorned with a garland and a lone candle cast a flickering glow. Nil's demeanor was starkly changed; his eyes glazed over with a redness that betrayed the depth of his sorrow, and his legs trembled beneath him, unable to support his own weight. Collapsing to the floor, he was consumed by his emotions, his cries echoing in the room.Filled with anguish, Nil lamented, "How could I have been so negligent? In my grief, I neglected everything... I didn't even attempt to reach out to them... It's all my fault."Stranger, attempting to console him, said, "Nil, stop blaming yourself."Techno chimed in, "Kao is right. Don't burden yourself with guilt.""How can I not?" Nil retorted. "When I arrived here, he took me in... he placed his hand on my head and assured me that I was among family. He was more than a father to me... Uncle Tham..."Stranger gently guided Nil to his car, though Nil's demeanor remained stoic, his grief evident in the rigid set of his features. When Stranger attempted to offer comfort by placing a hand on his shoulder, Nil recoiled, distancing himself from the gesture. Meanwhile, the driver interrupted, "Where to, sir?"Annoyed, Stranger replied, "Neptune Villa..."But Nil interjected, "No, take me back to my apartment."Stranger's gaze lingered on Nil, a silent plea evident in his eyes. "But... Nil..."Ignoring the unspoken plea, Nil remained resolute, refusing to engage further.The journey passed in silence, each moment weighed down by the heaviness of unspoken words. Upon reaching their destination, Nil hastily exited the car and made his way into the house, his movements agitated and erratic. Stranger trailed behind, observing as Nil began to hurl objects in a fit of frustration. A bag came hurtling towards Stranger, who deftly caught it before it collided with anything. The chaos escalated as Nil stormed into the kitchen, flinging crockery with reckless abandon."Nil, have you lost your mind?" Stranger's voice rang out in the tumult.Nil continued his rampage, his words punctuated by the clatter of broken glass. "Yes, I have... You never keep me informed about anything..."His tirade continued accusations pouring forth like a flood. "Uncle Tham passed away, you bribed Director Kim to keep me out of trouble, you concealed the controversy from me, you even orchestrated Lava's arrest..."Stranger interjected, his tone strained. "Nil, I had my reasons...""Fuck your reasons!" Nil's voice cracked with exhaustion. "I'm just tired..."Stranger's response was sharp, his frustration palpable. "Tired of what? Tell me..."As Nil hurled a glass jug to the ground, his silence spoke volumes."Nil, if you can vent, so can I," Stranger's voice rose in intensity. "Don't push me to my limits. What's fueling this anger?""With you..." Nil's admission hung heavy in the air.Stranger's shock was evident, but Nil pressed on. "You never scolded me, never raised your voice, never kept me informed. I'm scared of you, Stranger..."Closing the distance between them, Stranger's approach was met with resistance as Nil recoiled. "Why...?" Stranger inquired, his voice gentle yet probing."I fear that the depth of your love will only burden me further," Nil confessed, his voice trembling. "Why must you love me so unconditionally?"As tears welled in his eyes, Nil's tone softened. "Stranger, I'm sorry for the turmoil I've caused you."A torrent of self-doubt washed over him. "I question whether I truly deserve you. You deserve someone better than me..."Unable to meet Stranger's gaze, Nil's admission hung heavy in the air. "You are incomparable, Stranger..." he murmured, overcome with emotion.As Stranger strode confidently toward Nil, the latter instinctively began to retreat, a subtle dance of evasion. However, before he could fully distance himself, Stranger's arms reached out, encircling Nil's waist in an unwelcome embrace. Nil resisted, pushing against the intruding presence, but Stranger persisted, their grip tightening.Despite Nil's efforts, Stranger's hold remained unyielding. Then, unexpectedly, a shift occurred. Stranger's demeanor softened, his voice taking on a tender cadence as he uttered reassurance, "Nil, I will never leave you," they whispered.The soft rays of dawn gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow upon the room as Nil stirred awake. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he glanced around, his gaze settling on the tidiness of his surroundings. It was a sight that brought a small smile to his lips—his room was cleaned, a silent testament to the care of someone he held dear.A tantalizing aroma wafted through the air, drawing Nil's attention to the source. Stepping outside, he found Stranger—clad in a simple yet crisp white t-shirt and trousers—engrossed in culinary endeavors. Nil couldn't help but admire the scene before him, a sense of fondness welling up within him.Unable to resist, Nil approached Stranger from behind, enveloping him in a tight embrace. "Good morning," he greeted, his voice filled with warmth and affection.There was a stiffness to Stranger's response, a palpable tension hanging in the air. Nil sensed it immediately, his playful demeanor momentarily faltering. Yet, undeterred, he persisted. "Ah, The Kao Neptune graces me with breakfast. How fortunate I am!" he teased lightly, hoping to dispel the unease that lingered.Silence met his jest, and Nil's heart sank slightly. He tightened his embrace, a silent plea for understanding. "Are you angry?" he ventured, his tone laced with concern.Stranger's reply was curt, devoid of its usual warmth. "No," came the cold response, a stark contrast to their usual exchanges.Nil sighed inwardly, the weight of the previous day's events still lingering between them. Yet, he refused to let it consume them. With gentle determination, he pressed on, his arms encircling Stranger's chest with renewed resolve. "You can't even lie convincingly," he remarked, planting a tender kiss upon Stranger's back.Once more, Stranger's words were tinged with frost, his demeanor distant. "Nil, you must be hungry. Go freshen up. Breakfast is ready," he instructed.With a firm grip, Nil took Stranger's arm and guided him towards the sofa, his voice laced with urgency, "Stranger..." Yet, his words trailed off as his gaze fell upon Stranger's barefoot. A cut marred the otherwise smooth skin, the area around it visibly swollen. Concern etched deep lines on Nil's forehead as he spoke, "Stranger, how did this happen to your leg?"Stranger attempted to dismiss it, "It's nothing, Nil."But Nil's brows furrowed, worry evident in his eyes, "You're too nonchalant about this." Without hesitation, Nil retrieved the first aid kit and settled on the floor, gently cradling Stranger's injured leg in his lap. As Stranger moved to withdraw his leg, a wince of pain escaped him, "Ah, Nil, you don't have to..."Ignoring his protests, Nil tightened his grip and began the meticulous task of cleaning the wound with Savlon, applying ointment with delicate precision. A hiss of discomfort escaped Stranger's lips, met with a reassuring gaze from Nil, who then proceeded to blow softly on the affected area. Despite the pain, Stranger found himself smiling at the tender care he was receiving."Stranger," Nil whispered, his voice soft yet laden with unspoken emotions."Hmm," Stranger replied, his heart swelling with affection.Nil remained silent, opting instead to rest his head on Stranger's lap. Gently, Stranger ran his fingers through Nil's hair, a smile gracing his lips as he basked in the warmth.After breakfast, Nil and Stranger both stood prepared for the day ahead. With a gentle inquiry, Stranger broke the morning quiet, "Do you truly wish to venture to the studio alone?"Nil, ever the optimist, responded, "Stranger, you have your own duties to attend to... And facing this is inevitable, so why not today?"A tender smile graced Stranger's lips as he pressed a kiss to Nil's forehead before departing for his office.Nil proceeded to the studio, greeted by a mixture of warm smiles and curious glances from the workers. Undeterred by the latter, he made his way to Director Kim's cabin and settled into a plush chair. Director Kim, engrossed in his Apple Tab, greeted Nil with a stern gaze, "Nil, have you lost your senses?"Perplexed, Nil inquired, "What do you mean?"Director Kim handed him the Tab, and Nil's eyes traveled upward to the screen. A love bite adorning his collarbone had become a sensation, spreading like wildfire across social media. Thousands of tweets and countless comments flooded the feed, each more biting than the last.Some of the remarks included:- "Kao's Mistress..."- "Nil's nightly rate."- "His ass turned juicy, he should wear tight panty..."- "Some people will do anything for money."- ''Kao must have so much fun.."- "His lips look swollen..."-''Whore...''- "Kao is such a beast ."- "I wish I could spend a night with Nil."- "Nil's breast cleavage seems fine..."- "If Kao has Nil, he barely needs a woman to fill his desire."- "Than's on-screen boyfriend is Fucking around with his off-screen brother-in-law.."As Nil's eyes scanned the damning words on the screen, a wave of shame washed over him. "I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. "I should have been more careful."Director Kim's stern gaze bore into Nil, disappointment etched across his features. "Your reputation hangs by a thread," he remarked gravely. "I've cautioned you countless times to tread cautiously in this industry, especially as a newcomer. Yet, you've plunged headlong into this mess."Nil's eyes brimmed with unshed tears, his remorse palpable. "What should I do now?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.The director's response was decisive. "There's only one course of action to salvage what's left," he said firmly. "You must distance yourself from Kao in public. A press conference won't suffice; even if you deny any connection with Kao Neptune, no one will believe you. But if you retreat from the spotlight, perhaps time will fade this scandal into obscurity, allowing attention to shift back to 'Four More Shorts'."Nil nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. It was clear what needed to be done. "I'll do it," he affirmed, determination flickering in his eyes.In the solemn expanse of his office, Stranger sat amidst a hush that seemed to envelop even the faintest whisper. Around him, the workers murmured in low tones, their words laden with speculation about him and Nil, yet none dared to meet his gaze.Through the course of the day, Stranger navigated through the rigors of his duties, attending meetings and laboring over significant documents in his secluded cabin. It was within this sanctum that Shian, his trusted aide, breached the quietude with a solemn announcement."Inspector Wirat seeks an audience, sir," Shian declared, his tone weighted with a sense of urgency.Stranger's interest was piqued at the mention of the Inspector, prompting him to bid the visitor to enter.As Inspector Wirat stepped into the room, his demeanor betrayed a hint of frustration. Seating himself opposite Stranger, he wasted no time in addressing the matter at hand."Sir, there has been no progress in the case," Wirat remarked, his voice tinged with a note of exasperation. "And you have yet to provide an answer to my inquiries. I am aware of your suspicions regarding a particular individual."Stranger remained silent, his countenance inscrutable.Undeterred, Inspector Wirat pressed on. "Sir, without your cooperation, our efforts to apprehend the true culprit are greatly hindered. What if they attempt another attack?"A surge of frustration bubbled within Stranger, his voice laced with suppressed anger. "No, she would not dare," he retorted sharply. "She knows that Lava is already incarcerated. Any further action on her part would only lead to his release and the unveiling of the true perpetrator."Wirat, taken aback by the sudden outburst, sought clarification. "She? So, you suspect a woman?"With a weary sigh, Stranger bowed his head, his expression weighted with uncertainty. "I cannot say for certain if she is the one we seek," he admitted reluctantly. "But I am unwilling to tip our hand prematurely."In the tranquil confines of his green room, Nil sat patiently as the makeup artist delicately worked on his features. "Your complexion is positively radiant today," the artist remarked, her skilled hands applying just a hint of foundation. "I dare say, you hardly need any makeup at all."Acknowledging her words with a nod, Nil's mind wandered, preoccupied with the desire to connect with Stranger.Summoned by the call of the cameraman, Nil left the comfort of his preparation room, joining Than who was already engrossed in his poses. Stepping onto the set, Nil found himself effortlessly slipping into the rhythm of the shoot, his every movement a testament to his mastery of the craft. Despite his prolonged absence from the camera, he appeared as if he had never been away. With each click of the shutter, he immersed himself in his work, the stress of the outside world fading into insignificance.As the hour drew to a close, it was time to transition to the live broadcast. Weariness tugged at Nil's limbs, a reminder of the energy expended during the photoshoot. Concern etched on Than's face, he inquired, "Nil, are you holding up alright?"Exchanging a weary yet reassuring smile, Nil replied, "I'm managing, Than."As Nil poised to elaborate further, a sudden interruption came in the form of a producer's call signaling that the set was primed for action. With a seamless transition, Nil and Than assumed their designated spots. The Instagram Live commenced, attracting an impressive 83,000 users right from the onset. Within just 15 minutes, the count soared past the 100,000 mark. Fans inundated the feed with inquiries, predominantly directed at Nil. One particularly curious fan inquired, "Where have you been all this while?"With unwavering confidence, Nil responded, "I took a trip back to my hometown; my mother fell ill."Despite the influx of questions, the majority bore a negative tone, prompting Than and Nil to tactfully sidestep them. As the hour drew to a close, so did the live stream, leaving Nil resting his head wearily in his hand.Concern etched on his features, Than inquired, "Nil, are you feeling alright?"With a weary smile, Nil replied, "Just a slight headache..."The directive came from Director Kim, a reminder of the looming deadline with only two weeks left until the series release. The urgency was palpable as Kim urged them to redouble their efforts."Especially you, Nil," Kim singled him out, acknowledging his adept handling of the audience. "Tomorrow, you must prepare diligently. There's an online group with their sights set on you."Nil emerged from the confines of the studio, weariness etched across his features like the remnants of a long battle. A sigh of relief escaped him as he spotted Stranger's driver patiently awaiting his arrival. Relief softened the tension in his expression as he eased into the waiting car, his eyes flickering absently over the screen of his phone, hoping for a sign from Stranger. Yet, the device remained stubbornly silent, devoid of any messages or missed calls.As the car veered off in a direction unfamiliar to him, Nil's curiosity stirred, a frown tugging at the corners of his lips. "Uncle, I believe we're heading in the wrong direction," he ventured, his tone polite yet tinged with uncertainty.The driver's response was delivered with unwavering politeness, though it offered little reassurance. "Sir, I've been instructed to take you where Kao sir has directed."Unable to shake off the growing sense of unease, Nil attempted to reach Stranger through his phone, only to be met with frustration as the device stubbornly declared its inability to establish a connection. Yet, a lingering familiarity with the driver dissuaded him from pressing further, and he resigned himself to the journey ahead.As the miles stretched on, the rhythmic hum of the engine lulled Nil into a fitful slumber, his exhaustion finally catching up with him.It was sometime later when the gentle prodding of the driver roused him from his dreams. Stepping out of the car, Nil found himself confronted by the imposing façade of a sprawling bungalow. Surrounded by nothing but dense foliage and the symphony of nature's creatures, the air was thick with a serene stillness that belied the absence of any human presence. And yet, the bungalow itself gleamed with an inviting warmth, its windows ablaze with golden light, beckoning him forth into its depths.The main door creaked open, admitting Nil into the dimly lit interior of the house. His eyes swept over the familiar surroundings, taking in the quietude of the space. Suddenly, a pair of strong arms enveloped him from behind, causing a reflexive smile to curve Nil's lips."Why weren't you picking up my calls?" Nil inquired, his voice carrying a hint of complaint.Stranger nestled his face against Nil's shoulder, his words muffled against the fabric of Nil's shirt. "There must have been network issues. This bungalow is quite secluded from town."Sensing Nil's weariness, Stranger gently tugged at his hand, leading him towards the terrace. As they stepped into the open air, Nil's eyes widened at the sight that greeted him. A large bathtub, painted in a deep shade of red, sat brimming with warm water and frothy bubbles. Candles flickered around the edges, casting a soft, romantic glow, while crimson roses added a touch of elegance to the scene."When did you set all this up?" Nil asked, his voice filled with genuine surprise.A smile tugged at the corners of Stranger's lips as he responded, "Does it really matter? Come, let's enjoy it together."Stranger guided him to the edge of the bathtub with a firm but gentle hand, his movements deliberate as he eased his bag from his shoulder and placed it on the nearby table with care. With a tenderness that belied his strength, he began to peel away Nil's garments, each button of the shirt undone with a delicacy that spoke of reverence. Nil, in turn, watched him silently, his eyes reflecting a blend of affection and surrender.As Stranger's hands moved to Nil's pants, he handled them with a deftness born of familiarity, sliding them down to reveal Nil's skin, radiant in its golden hue. Not a single thread remained to veil Nil's form as he stood exposed. Stepping back, Stranger leaned against the table, his stance one of quiet confidence as he regarded Nil with a gaze that held both intensity and respect. Yet, in Nil's unwavering gaze, there was no trace of shame. After a moment of silent admiration, Stranger broke the spell, removing his own clothing with a deliberate grace. Nil's unwavering gaze followed every movement, a silent witness to the intimacy unfolding between them. Soon, both stood exposed and vulnerable, their bodies laid bare before each other.With a purposeful stride, Stranger approached the bathtub, extending his hand towards Nil. A soft smile graced Nil's lips as he reached out, his hand meeting Stranger's in a silent gesture of trust and affection.Nil rested against Stranger's chest, finding solace in the warmth of his embrace. With his head nestled in Stranger's white profound arms, Nil felt a sense of calm wash over him. Stranger's gentle touch, their fingers intertwined, provided a comforting reassurance in the quiet of the moment. Breaking the silence, Stranger spoke softly, his warm breath brushing against Nil's neck as he asked softly, "How are you feeling?"Breaking the silence, Stranger's voice cut through the air softly, "How're you feeling?"A serene smile graced Nil's lips as they closed his eyes in contentment. "How do you always know exactly what I need?" His words were laced with gratitude. "This... this is exactly what I needed," Nil confessed, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. "I felt so full of something before, but now... now I feel empty."Stranger's response was a thoughtful hum, understanding laced within it."I'm not allowed to be seen with you in public," Nil confessed, his voice tinged with sadness."I know," Stranger reassured, a hint of determination in their tone. "That's why I found this place for us. Here, away from prying eyes and societal constraints, we can simply be together without fear or judgment."Nil leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to Stranger's hand.The following morning arrived with an early awakening, their secluded abode far removed from the bustling city life. Each had pressing engagements to attend to, prompting the need for an early rise. A maid arrived in the morning to prepare a delectable breakfast, filling the air with enticing aromas. As they savored the meal, Stranger tenderly kissed Nil's forehead, a gesture of affection before departing.Just as Stranger was about to take his leave, Nil's discontent became palpable, his voice breaking the silence with an unexpected outburst. "Mr. Neptune, I'm not finished yet!"Stranger halted in his tracks, turning to face Nil with a furrowed brow, unable to comprehend the sudden interruption. Closing the distance between them, Nil approached with an inviting smile, his hands finding their place on Stranger's broad shoulders. With a voice dripping with desire, Nil expressed his longing, "I want a lip kiss..."Stranger stood there, his senses momentarily stunned by the unexpected turn of events. Nil, his lips pursed in anticipation, leaned in for a kiss. But just as their lips were about to meet, a sudden intrusion shattered the moment—the old maid, appearing out of nowhere.Reacting swiftly, Stranger intercepted Nil's advance, placing a firm hand over Nil's lips. Startled, Nil's eyes widened as he glanced awkwardly at the unexpected visitor. Sensing the tension, Stranger made a hasty retreat, his mind already racing with thoughts of the impending office duties.Left alone with his thoughts, Nil sighed, abandoning the failed attempt at intimacy. With a resigned shrug, he ascended the stairsAs the evening settled in, Than, Nil, Director Kim, Mew, and the rest of the attendees gathered for the eagerly anticipated press conference. Anticipation crackled in the air, the room abuzz with the energy of imminent revelation.With meticulous preparations in place, Nil and Than assumed their positions, poised for the event to commence. The press, a sea of eager faces, had already taken their seats, their pens poised and cameras ready.Moments later, Director Kim, accompanied by his friend, took his place at the forefront alongside Nil and Than. The remaining cast members, a backdrop of anticipation, settled in behind them.In a moment of formal introduction, Director Kim addressed the assembled crowd, his voice carrying weight and authority. "I extend my deepest gratitude to each of you for gracing us with your presence this evening," he began, his tone resounding with sincerity. "I'm thrilled to announce the forthcoming release of 'Four More Shorts,' set to captivate audiences in just two weeks' time."A round of applause rippled through the room, a testament to the collective excitement shared by all present.Undeterred, Director Kim pressed on, his gaze sweeping across the expectant faces. "Should you harbor any inquiries regarding the series, I invite you to voice them now," he declared, opening the floor to the eager press corps.The conference had commenced, the air thick with anticipation and curiosity as journalists lined up to pose their inquiries. Among them, a voice cut through the murmur, directed at Director Kim."Why did you choose Nil for this role?" the journalist inquired, his tone laced with genuine intrigue.A soft smile tugged at Director Kim's lips as he considered the question. "Nil embodies the essence of the character Qing in my series," he began, his words measured yet filled with conviction. "Qing is not merely ambitious, passionate, and handsome; he is a soul to be lived, not merely portrayed."The room hung on Director Kim's every word as he continued, his gaze alight with reminiscence. "Initially, I had contemplated casting a more recognizable face for the lead role. However, fate intervened when Nil's audition reel crossed my path. There was a sincerity in his performance, a depth that resonated with the essence of Qing."He paused, a fondness evident in his expression. "Nil's journey mirrored that of his character. His ambition drove him from his homeland to Thailand, where he worked tirelessly as a waiter to chase his dreams. And indeed, his physical allure, as you see before you, completes the trifecta."A wave of understanding washed over the audience, each nodding in silent agreement. And amidst the sea of faces, Nil stood, a portrait of humble astonishment. Never had he imagined Director Kim would speak of him with such warmth and admiration.The journalist persisted, "And what about Than?"Director Kim leaned forward, his expression softening with reminiscence. "Than... he was more than just a casting choice. He was a friend's son, someone close to my heart. When I first delved into the script, his image was already etched in my mind."Another journalist seized the opportunity, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. "And what of your satisfaction with the performances of your cast?"Director Kim's response was immediate, tinged with quiet pride. "Absolutely. I've had the privilege of viewing the raw episodes, and I can confidently say that I'm more than satisfied. The series encapsulates a depth that's truly compelling."He continued, his voice resonating with conviction. "It's a narrative that eschews gratuitousness and embraces authenticity. 'Four More Short' delves into the raw, unfiltered struggles of individuals grappling for love and societal justice."Once more, applause rippled through the hallroom.The air in the press room hung heavy with anticipation, the journalists' pens poised, their cameras ready to capture every flicker of emotion on Nil's face. Amidst the flurry of inquiries, one voice rose above the rest, cutting through the tension like a sharp blade."My question for Nil," the journalist began, her tone measured yet insistent, "What exactly is the nature of your relationship with Kao Neptune?"Nil's response came in the form of an uncomfortable smile, a fleeting expression that failed to mask the unease in his eyes. "Let's skip that," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.Undeterred, the journalist pressed on, her determination unwavering. "You're making headlines every day. Naturally, we're curious about the connection between you and Kao Neptune," she persisted, her words a relentless pursuit of the truth.Nil stiffened, his demeanor growing more guarded by the second. "I'm not sure how to answer that," he confessed, his voice tinged with uncertainty.Before he could fully gather his composure, another journalist seized the opportunity to probe further, her question cutting through the air like a razor-sharp dart. "And what about the mark on your collarbone?" she inquired, her tone laced with a hint of accusation.Nil's annoyance flared, a flicker of irritation betraying his outward calm. "Just a mosquito bite," he dismissed, his words brimming with thinly veiled frustration.The journalist inquired, her voice poised yet probing, "And were you and Kao Neptune seen frequenting Bangladesh's renowned Pan Pacific Hotel Sonargaon? Rumor has it, you shared a room—number 456."Nil's countenance shifted, a subtle dance between ire and discomfort. "Kao is simply a dear friend," he offered, though the tension lingered palpably."Ah, a supportive friend indeed," the journalist pressed on, her curiosity unabated. "But tell me, why the telltale signs of swollen lips?"Water trickled down from Nil's furrowed brow, his expression tight with tension. "It's becoming rather personal," he muttered, his voice heavy with frustration.Another journalist piped up, curiosity evident in her tone. "I've heard Kao Neptune always accompanies you on set," she pressed.Nil's jaw clenched, and he shook his head curtly. "Let's move on," he said, placing the microphone down on the table with finality. It was clear to everyone present that he wouldn't entertain any further inquiries.Before another question could be posed, the security guards intervened, putting an end to the press conference after an hour of relentless questioning. With a sigh of relief, Nil retreated to his green room.As he sat down, he reached for his phone, unlocking it to gaze at a photograph of Stranger.The ambiance of the dinner table was heavy with an unspoken tension, as Achara and Ms. Nin sat in silence, each consumed by their own thoughts. Suddenly, breaking the quietude, Ms. Nin spoke up, her voice cutting through the stillness of the room."It's been nearly two days since Kao arrived in Bangkok, yet he hasn't found the time to pay a visit to home," she remarked, her tone betraying a hint of disappointment.Achara remained stoic, offering no response to Ms. Nin's observation.Growing frustrated by Achara's lack of engagement, Ms. Nin turned her attention directly to her mother. "I'm speaking to you, Achara," she insisted, her gaze piercing.Achara finally broke her silence, her words measured and deliberate. "Before anything else, you should seek forgiveness from P. Nil. If he chooses to forgive you, then perhaps brother may follow suit."Ms. Nin regarded Achara with a mixture of surprise and irritation, but instead of pressing the matter further, she simply finished her meal in silence before retreating to her room. Alone in the quiet solitude of her thoughts, Ms. Nin couldn't shake off the weight of Achara's words."Forgiveness," she muttered to herself with a bitter edge.As the clock ticked away the final moments before the much-anticipated release of his series, Nil found himself engulfed in a wave of apprehension. With just one day remaining, the weight of uncertainty pressed heavily upon him, manifesting in trembling nerves and a racing heart. The presence of Stranger offered some semblance of solace, yet the fear of failure persisted, gnawing at his resolve.Seated across from Nil, Stranger appeared engrossed in his own world, his attention absorbed by the glow of his laptop screen. Oblivious to Nil's distress, he murmured absentmindedly, "Hmm..."In a sudden surge of frustration and desperation, Nil hurled a pillow toward Stranger, the impact jolting Stranger from his reverie. Startled, he called out, "Nil..."Trembling with emotion, Nil poured out his anxieties, his voice quivering with uncertainty. "I'm scared, Stranger. What if nobody watches my series? What if they don't like me?"Stranger's gaze softened as he turned his attention fully to his distressed friend. "I've told you before, Nil," he said, his tone gentle yet assured. "Your series will not only be a hit..."He paused, allowing his words to hang in the air, before adding with unwavering conviction, "It will be a super hit."On the eve of his much-anticipated debut, Than's nerves danced in a whirlwind of anticipation and apprehension. "Achara," he confessed, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty, "what if my inaugural performance falls short?"Achara's response was swift, her words a soothing balm to Than's anxious soul. "Why indulge in such negative thoughts?" she chided gently, her eyes alight with unwavering faith. "Embrace positivity, and it shall guide you to success. I have every confidence, Than, that you will surpass all expectations."Gratitude flooded Than's heart, his smile a silent testament to the comfort found in Achara's steadfast belief.As the first light of dawn crept through the curtains, Stranger lay in peaceful slumber, unaware of the world stirring around him. Nil, with a soft smile playing on his lips, watched him quietly, captivated by the gentle rise and fall of his chest.When Stranger's eyes fluttered open, a lazy grin graced his lips. "What's got you staring so intently?" he murmured.Nil's smile only widened. "It's just that seeing your face makes everything seem a little brighter, that's all."With a mischievous glint in his eye, Stranger pulled Nil closer by the waist, a playful challenge evident in his tone. "And what if you kiss me? Perhaps your day would take a turn for the extraordinary."With a sly grin, Stranger gently squeezed Nil's tender buttocks, his gaze filled with playful desire. "What if we have sex?" he whispered huskily. "Wouldn't that make your day truly unforgettable?"Nil couldn't help but play along, his laughter bubbling up as he retorted, "And what if I were to land a punch on that handsome face of yours? Would that make my day triple excellent?"But before Nil could react, Stranger swiftly flipped positions, pinning him down with a playful grin. "Or maybe," he suggested, leaning in closer, "a little tickle fight would make your day fourfold excellent?"Nil's laughter filled the room as Stranger's fingers danced across his skin, their joyous commotion echoing through the apartmentAt 7:00 sharp, the atmosphere in Nil's apartment was charged with anticipation. Techno, Marry, Achara, and Than had all gathered eagerly to catch the premiere episode of 'Four More Shorts'. Positioned on the sofa in front of the television, they were surrounded by an array of snacks - soft drinks, chips, pizza, burgers - ready to indulge in an evening of entertainment. However, amidst the excitement, Nil couldn't shake off a sense of unease. His eyes scanned the room, searching for Stranger.As the clock ticked past 7:15, Nil's concern grew. Despite his attempts to reach out, there was no response from Stranger's end. Achara, observant as ever, sensed Nil's anxiety. "P.Nil, brother wouldn't miss this. He'll be here in time," she reassured him, her words offering a brief moment of solace.Yet, Nil remained restless, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of his absent friend. Just as he contemplated calling Stranger's driver, a knock echoed through the apartment. Rushing to the door, Nil swung it open to reveal Stranger standing there, his expression sheepish. "Am I late?" he inquired, his voice tinged with remorse.Relief flooded over Nil as he ushered Stranger inside, his frustration momentarily forgotten. "You're not late, but why didn't you pick up your phone? I was about to head to your office," he chided gently, unable to suppress his concern.Stranger offered a rueful smile in response. "I know, but there are plenty, you could have watched without me," he reasoned, his tone apologetic.Nil shook his head, his sincerity evident. "You don't understand. I wanted to watch the premiere with you," he confessed, his words carrying a hint of longing.A smile spread across Stranger's face, his eyes reflecting understanding. "I know, which is why I canceled my meeting and rushed over," he admitted, his gesture touching."Good boy," Nil teased affectionately, a sense of gratitude washing over him."Your clothes are on the bed. Freshen up and join us soon," Nil instructed, his concern for his friend evident in his gentle tone.Stranger hurried inside, his steps quick with anticipation. He took a moment to freshen up, swiftly changing into more comfortable attire before joining Nil. The clock had just struck 7:30 pm, signaling the imminent release of the first episode of 'Gagaoolala'. Nil's heart raced with excitement, his hand tightening around Stranger's as they settled in.As the opening credits rolled, a wave of anticipation filled the room. Each member of the group was eager to delve into the series. As the first episode unfolded before them, both Stranger, Nil, and everyone found themselves captivated, their gazes fixed on the screen with an intensity that bordered on reverence. After a few minutes, Stranger noticed a subtle shimmer in Nil's eyes, a telltale sign of emotions stirring beneath the surface."Nil, is everything alright?" Stranger inquired gently, concern lacing his voice.A tender smile graced Nil's lips as he replied, "If Uncle Tham were here, he would have been overjoyed..."In a gesture of comfort, Stranger pulled Nil into a warm, enveloping embrace, the strength of his hold conveying reassurance. "Wherever he is, I'm sure he's looking down on you with happiness and pride," Stranger murmured softly, his words a soothing balm to Nil's soul.Finding solace in Stranger's embrace, Nil leaned his head against his companion's shoulder, allowing the weight of their shared emotions to settle as they continued to watch the narrative on screen.Yet, just as the tension peaked, and the scene approached a pivotal moment between Nil and Than, the screen abruptly went dark as Stranger shut off the TV. Confusion rippled through the room, Mary's voice breaking the silence, "Kao, why?"Achara's plea followed, "Brother, switch it back on..."Nil's eyes sought out Stranger, a mix of disappointment and questioning in his gaze. "Stranger..."But Stranger's response was firm, his voice cutting through the protestations, "No one is allowed to watch kissing scenes."As the clock struck 9:30 pm, the air hummed with anticipation. The first episode had aired, and the reception was beyond their wildest dreams. With a stellar rating of 9.8, it soared to the top 10 most-watched BL series. Nil found herself overwhelmed with a surge of happiness she couldn't contain.Three weeks flew by in a whirlwind of excitement as all twelve episodes were released, each met with fervent enthusiasm from viewers. Their show ascended to the coveted top spot, a triumph that called for celebration. Director Kim and Mew orchestrated a grand success party, where even Stranger was welcomed this time. Amongst the jubilant chatter, Nil and Than's on-screen chemistry was lauded with heartfelt praises.A week later, Stranger orchestrated a lavish affair at Neptune Villa to honor Nil's individual success. As Nil stood, arm linked with Stranger's, clutching a champagne flute, the atmosphere brimmed with elation. However, amidst the joyous revelry, an unexpected intrusion disrupted the merriment. The arrival of the police cast a sudden pall over the gathering, their presence sending shockwaves through the room. Ms. Nin, her expression a mask of disbelief, found herself encumbered by handcuffs as she uttered the incredulous question, "Why are you arresting me?"As the police ushered in a man named Chakan, his wrists cuffed tightly, Ms. Nin's world seemed to collapse around her. Her eyes widened in disbelief, the weight of the moment settling heavily upon her. She knew, with a dreadful certainty, that there was no refuge in denial or explanation. With a heavy sigh, she surrendered to the tumult of emotions swirling within her, her face a canvas painted with the hues of despair and defeat.Achara stood frozen in shock, her voice trembling as she demanded answers. "What's going on? Why are you taking my mother away?" she implored, her disbelief palpable.Inspector Wirat met her gaze with a solemn expression. "She attempted to take the life of Niloy," he stated matter-of-factly.Achara's protest was swift and fervent. "That's absurd!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Wasn't it Lava who was responsible?"Turning to her confidant, Stranger, tears streaming down her face, Achara sought solace and understanding. "Brother, why are they doing this? Why are they arresting Mom?"Stranger enveloped her in a comforting embrace, his own anguish mirrored in his eyes. "Achara, there are truths I've long kept from you," he confessed softly, "but for now, know that your mother's actions have brought us to this moment."Beside them, Niloy, the alleged victim, stood in stunned silence, grappling with the gravity of the situation. Achara, desperate for reassurance, pleaded with her mother, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "Mom, please, tell me you didn't do this."Ms. Nin hung her head in shame as Achara's accusatory words pierced the air. It was clear to Achara that Stranger had spoken the truth; her mother had indeed attempted murder. Achara struggled to reconcile this revelation with her image of her strict yet caring mother."Mother, I always thought you were strict because you wanted the best for us. But to think you would resort to such violence... I can't believe it," Achara said, her voice heavy with disbelief and disappointment.Ms. Nin attempted to speak, but Achara's anger erupted before she could utter a word. "Don't call me your child. I hate you," Achara spat out, her emotions raw. "You are disgusting."Despite Achara's outburst, Ms. Nin's gaze remained fixed on Nil, her eyes burning with fury. "Everything is happening because of you," she seethed, her frustration palpable. "I won't spare you, you son of a bitch." She moved to lay her hand on Nil's neck, but before she could, Stranger intervened, forcefully pushing her hand away."Ms. Nin, don't," Stranger commanded, her tone firm yet tinged with sadness. "Don't make me forget that you are my sister's mother."Stranger turned her steely gaze towards Inspector Wirat, his voice unwavering. "Take her away from my sight. Now."The police acted swiftly, dragging Ms. Nin into the waiting jeep.Achara dashed towards her room, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion. Behind her, Stranger and Than followed in hurried strides, their concern etched upon their faces. Yet amidst the chaos, Nil remained rooted to the spot, his astonishment mirrored in his frozen stance.As Achara reached her door, she fumbled to lock it, the sound echoing loudly in the tense silence. Outside, Stranger and Than pressed against the door, their voices pleading for her to open up."Achara, please, let us in," Stranger's voice cracked with urgency.But Achara remained silent, her tears flowing unchecked as she struggled to compose herself. When Stranger spoke again, his words heavy with remorse, she finally found her voice."I'm fine, Brother," she managed, her voice trembling with emotion. "I just need some time alone."There was a pause, filled only by Achara's muffled sobs. Then, Stranger's voice broke through the stillness once more."Achara, I'm sorry," he murmured, his regret palpable.In response, Achara's voice softened with understanding, despite her pain."I trust you, Brother," she whispered. "Believe me, I won't do anything rash. I just need to be alone right now."Stranger and Than exchanged a knowing glance before descending the staircase together. The last of the guests had already departed, leaving the grand hall quiet and still. Than hesitated for a moment before addressing Stranger with a humble request, "Sir, might I impose upon you to stay here for the night? Just until morning..."Without a word, Stranger nodded his consent. But as he did, a sudden realization gripped him—Nil was nowhere to be seen. Panic rising within him, he called out into the empty space, "Nil... Nil!"There was no response. Turning to a passing waiter, Stranger inquired urgently, "Where is Nil?"The waiter paused, casting a thoughtful glance towards the rear of the estate. "He ventured out to the backyard," came the reply.As Stranger dashed toward the backyard, a sense of urgency coursed through him. There, at the pool's edge, Nil sat, his legs dangling into the water, his gaze fixed upon the brooding sky. As Stranger approached, he couldn't shake the concern etched into Nil's soft features."Are you upset?" Stranger inquired, his voice tinged with worry.Nil lifted his head, a tender smile gracing his lips. "No," he replied softly.Confusion knitted Stranger's brow. "Then why retreat to solitude?""I felt suffocated," Nil confessed, his words carrying a weight of vulnerability. "Stranger, you should have confided in me."Stranger sank down beside him, removing his shoe with a sigh. "Nil, I couldn't bear the thought of alarming her."Nil's eyes searched Stranger's face, understanding dawning in their depths. "I would have spoken to her, arranged for her to go somewhere safe. Achara shouldn't have to witness her mother's downfall.""And then what?" Stranger pressed, his voice laced with uncertainty. "What if she asks why we sent her mother away?"Stranger paused, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air. "Then we had to lie to her each day," he admitted with a sigh, his voice laced with a hint of remorse. "Nil, one truth is better than a thousand lies," he added, his gaze distant as if lost in memories. "And Achara is very sensible and mature; she would understand."Nil nodded, a furrow forming on his brow. "I think you are right," he conceded, his tone contemplative. "Then how did you doubt her and when?"The question prompted a calm response from Stranger, his demeanor unwavering. "In Bangladesh, when Inspector Wirat called me and told me that Lava wasn't the real culprit, my doubts shifted to her."He paused as if gathering his thoughts before continuing. "After coming to Bangkok, I searched her room and found my personal photos, my personal videos, and there were your photos with red cross marks."Nil's hand flew to his mouth in astonishment. "What... What personal videos?" he stammered, his eyes widening in disbelief.Stranger hesitated, a shadow passing over his features. "She installed hidden cameras in my bathroom, room, office cabin, and in my car. Over the years, she consistently watched me. I realized after watching the videos."He took a deep breath before forging on. "So I started to live in your apartment and asked one of my friends, Buppa, to hack her phone. And I got her voicemail, the number of the murderer," he revealed, his voice tinged with a mix of determination and relief. "And finally, she's gone."Tears welled in Stranger's eyes, making it impossible to meet Nil's gaze. On the opposite end, Nil's expression contorted with disgust at the mere mention of Ms. Nin. "I can't believe..." they began, voice trailing off with a mixture of disbelief and disdain.Stranger nodded solemnly, their own emotions threatening to spill over. "Because of her, I could never find solace at home for long. I did everything to evade her presence, hoping that with time, she'd relinquish her grip on the past and move forward. But she never did..."Without warning, Nil's hand propelled Stranger backward into the cool embrace of the swimming pool. Shocked and sputtering, Stranger's protest echoed through the air. "Nil, what have you done?" he exclaimed, frustration laced with a touch of panic. "My phone—it's in my pocket..."As Nil plunged into the cool embrace of the swimming pool, there was an air of serene determination about him, devoid of any hint of regret. His sleek blazer, discarded carelessly by the poolside, bore witness to his unwavering resolve.Meanwhile, Stranger stood frozen in place, a silent observer of the unfolding scene. As Nil approached, a sense of anticipation hung thick in the air, palpable in the tense silence between them.Drawing near, Nil's touch was gentle yet possessive as he enveloped Stranger's shoulders, his fingers delicately weaving through Stranger's hair. In that intimate moment, a surge of raw emotion swept over them both.Their lips met in a fervent kiss, igniting a firestorm of sensation that consumed them completely. Stranger's hands found purchase on Nil's slender waist, their embrace deepening as they surrendered to the intoxicating dance of tongues and shared breath.As the sky illuminated with streaks of lightning and rain cascaded down, they remained locked in their embrace, undeterred by the elements. In the midst of the enveloping darkness that had shrouded Thailand, the love between Stranger and Nil reached its zenith. Their kiss was profound, a merging of souls amidst the turmoil of nature.With a gentle push, Nil broke the kiss, a hint of breathlessness betraying the intensity of their connection. "Nothing matters to me now, but you and me," Nil declared, his voice carrying a solemn promise. "Stranger, I'll always stand by your side."A genuine smile graced Stranger's lips, his eyes shimmering with unadulterated joy. Surveying their surroundings, they were reminded of the fateful moment they first crossed paths. Drawing Nil closer, Stranger enveloped him in a tight embrace, his heart overflowing with affection. "Love you, Nil," he whispered.In response, Nil echoed the sentiment, his words carrying the weight of their profound bond. "Love you too..."As the morning sun pierced through the curtains, Nil made his way to Achara's room, the air heavy with concern. He rapped lightly on the door, his voice carrying a note of apprehension, "Achara, are you still asleep?"After a brief pause, Achara's response came, soft and weary, "No..." With a sigh, she turned the key, allowing Nil to enter. But to her surprise, she found not just Nil, but also Stranger and Than standing there, their faces etched with worry. They filed into her room, a silent understanding passing between them.Despite the tension in the room, Achara managed a reassuring smile, "Everyone, I'm fine..." Her voice trailed off slightly before she added, "I just wasn't feeling well."In a moment of unexpected vulnerability, Stranger stepped forward and enveloped Achara in a tight embrace, his voice tinged with regret, "Achara, I'm truly sorry..."Achara's response was swift and gentle, "Brother, there's no need for apologies." She paused, her gaze softening, "And I love you."Moved by the moment, Nil joined in the embrace, a silent gesture of solidarity. Than hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering between Stranger and Achara, before finally stepping forward at Nil's invitation to complete the circle of support.At precisely 4:31, Nil arrived at the Metropolitan Police Bureau in his sleek car, his countenance a blend of determination and inquiry. With a deep sigh, he entered the building and made his way to Inspector Wirat's office. Upon seeing Nil, Wirat was taken aback for a moment before composing himself. "Mr. Nil, please, have a seat," he gestured cordially.Nil nodded graciously and settled into the chair. "Inspector Wirat, I need to speak with Ms. Nin," he requested earnestly.Inspector Wirat observed Constable Chai, a young man of just twenty-seven, who seemed transfixed on Nil. Despite the inspector's attempts to regain his attention, Chai remained lost in his thoughts until a pen thrown his way snapped him back to reality. "Sir, were you saying something?" he asked, finally focusing on the situation at hand.Meanwhile, Nil sat awkwardly, his gaze alternating between Chai and the inspector. Sensing the tension in the room, Inspector Wirat issued an order, directing Nil to accompany him to see Ms. Nin.As Nil rose to comply, he hesitated, turning back to Inspector Wirat with a request. "Inspector Wirat, I need a favor," he began, his tone earnest.The inspector regarded him with curiosity, prompting Nil to continue. "Please, don't inform Kao that I've been here," he implored a hint of desperation in his voice.Inspector Wirat nodded in understanding, silently acknowledging Nil's plea. A polite exchange of smiles followed.Constable Chai escorted Nil into the dimly lit meeting room, its simple white tiles providing a stark contrast to the darkness. As Nil took in the austere surroundings, Ms. Nin entered the room and seated herself opposite him. Her demeanor betrayed no hint of remorse; instead, her features exuded an air of unwavering ego and pride. With a sharp, rough tone, she demanded, "Why are you here?"Nil observed Constable Chai lingering beside him, his gaze fixed upon him with an intensity that spoke volumes. Before responding, Nil politely requested that Constable Chai step outside. Though the constable's expression soured with evident dissatisfaction, he acquiesced, nodding curtly before exiting the room. In the absence of his imposing presence, the room felt eerily vacant, the only sound permeating the silence being the soft rhythm of their breaths.Nil lowered his head, his hands folding in contemplation before he lifted his sharp gaze to meet Ms. Nin's eyes. "I require answers from you," he stated firmly. "I could inquire of a stranger, but I'm reluctant to reopen old wounds."Ms. Nin's smile, akin to that of a witch, danced across her lips. "Cease pretending to care for him," she retorted.Nil's smile twisted into a sly curve. "Let's focus on the matter at hand," he continued. "Why did you attempt to end my life?" His tone remained composed as he pressed on. "You've never sought harm upon those who came before me in Kao's life. So, why me?"Ms. Nin's response was cryptic yet revealing. "Because I sensed a difference when Kao spoke of you," she admitted, her voice carrying an eerie calmness. "Unlike the others, when your name passed his lips, his eyes sparkled with a shimmering intensity. I knew then that you held a significance unlike any before you." She paused, her smile widening. "Finally, he found his true love."In the hushed confines of their conversation, Nil's accusation hung heavy in the air, ''And you wanted to snatch his love!''Ms. Nin's gaze flickered, caught momentarily in the depths of her own thoughts. Her silence was palpable, a pregnant pause stretching between them, pregnant with unspoken truths.Nil's eyes narrowed, a silent urging for her to break the silence.Finally, Ms. Nin spoke, her voice soft yet laced with determination. "You guessed right," she admitted her words carrying the weight of confession. "I wanted to snatch his love away from him. To make him taste the bitter sting of heartache, as I once did."Added to the weight of her revelation, came the echo of a memory, as vivid as if it were unfolding before her, "It was back in 2012," she recounted, her tone tinged with nostalgia. "I stepped into the vibrant world of Neptune Musics, where amidst the hustle and bustle, I caught sight of him. A young man of sixteen, his presence commanded attention."Her description wove a tapestry of detail, painting a portrait of the boy who had captured her attention. "He possessed a captivating charm, his almond-shaped eyes brimming with curiosity and mischief. His complexion, kissed by the sun, radiated a youthful vitality. And that smile," she paused, a wistful smile of her own ghosting her lips, "it held a confidence that belied his age, with just a hint of dimples to enchant."In her retelling, she breathed life into the memory, each word a brushstroke adding depth to the scene. "He stood before me, lean and athletic, a figure of grace and allure," she continued, her voice carrying the weight of years gone by.Ms. Nin's voice quivered as she recounted the encounter, her words lingering as wisps of smoke. "He possessed the allure of a modern-day Casanova, his charisma drawing many into his orbit. Sometimes, amidst the hum of office machinery in the late hours, he would flirt with me. On that particular night, solitude draped over the office like a shroud, his father having departed earlier. When Kao entered, searching for his father, fate granted me a fleeting opportunity. I approached him with a boldness that surprised even myself, I cupped his soft youthful hands over my breasts. His initial shock threatened to send him retreating, yet I held firm, drawing him closer. As our gazes locked, I felt the tension crackling between us. With hesitant steps, he yielded to the pull, and in that quiet space, I dared to explore the contours of his teen lips, the silkiness of his skin.''Nil closed his eyes in frustration, shaking his head slightly. "I don't need every detail..."Ms. Nin's voice cut through the tense air, her tone probing. "Are you jealous?"Avoiding eye contact, Nil hesitated before pressing further. "What happened after that night?"Ms. Nin's voice carried the weight of past pain as she recounted her story. "He barely spoke to me after that. When I tried to approach him, he rejected me as if I were nothing. Initially, it was just about physical desire, but gradually, I found myself falling for him. I longed for him, yearned for his presence. Nights were spent staring at his photos, consumed by desire. I was tormented by my feelings. Then, one day, I learned he had left for France to pursue his studies."She continued, her voice tinged with sorrow. "I was shattered. I couldn't bring myself to go to the office anymore. Then, unexpectedly, Aroon Neptune proposed to me, and I accepted. But even in marriage, my thoughts were consumed by Kao. After Achara was born, Aroon passed away, leaving me with nothing. And finally, Kao returned, but he was different."Her words flowed, painting a picture of heartache and longing. "A week after his return, I found him in his room, lost in his own despair. I tried to console him, and as our eyes met, I felt a spark. But when I leaned in to kiss him, he recoiled, reminding me that I was his mother and such actions were unthinkable. Yet, I couldn't suppress my desires."Her voice grew more desperate, more raw. "To ease my yearning, I installed a camera in his bathroom. Through the screen, I could see him, his bare form illuminated by the soft glow of the bathroom light. I watched as water droplets caressed his chiseled muscles..."As her confession spilled out, Ms. Nin's demeanor shifted, her emotions bubbling to the surface. "I want to sex with him, I yearn for him," she sobbed. "I want him to fuck me...''''Fuck me, Kao Neptune.''''Fuck me...''In a moment of overwhelming emotion, Nil could no longer contain his inner conflict. Rising from his seat, she felt the sting of his palm meeting Ms. Nin cheek, the sharp crack echoing in the tense air. "Enough," he uttered, his voice quivering with a mixture of anguish and indignation. "You've forfeited the right to be called mother."His words hung heavily in the room, punctuated by the weight of accusation and disappointment. "I came here hoping for reconciliation," he continued, his tone laced with a poignant sense of betrayal. "But you're blinded by your own sexual desires, your reckless pursuit of gratification. You've forgotten all bounderies.''Meeting her gaze, Nil's eyes reflected a profound sense of disbelief and sorrow. "Kao has always respected boundaries, yet you've shamelessly disregarded them," he pressed on, his voice trembling with suppressed anger. "There's no remorse in your actions, no acknowledgment of the harm you've caused. I may have forgiven your attempt on my life, but what you've done to Kao... that's beyond forgiveness."With a heavy heart, Nil turned away.As Nil stepped out into the open, his apprehensive gaze met with Stranger, who stood in a nonchalant lean against the car. Approaching cautiously, Nil kept his eyes lowered, a hint of trepidation coloring his demeanor.Stranger, folding his arms stiffly, broke the silence, his voice carrying an air of anticipation. "I knew you would come..."A flicker of concern passed over Nil's features as he ventured, "Stranger, are you upset?"A gentle smile of comprehension graced Stranger's lips. "No, not at all..."In a soft tone, Nil confided, "I simply sought clarity, Stranger. And I found what I needed."Stranger's expression softened, a touch of reproach evident in his voice. "Next time, do me the courtesy of informing before you vanish..."With a nod and a gentle smile, Nil acknowledged the request. Together, they settled into the car, and went.Seven months later, amidst the bustling atmosphere of the cafe, Nil, Stranger, and the others gathered to celebrate the homecoming of Mary and Techno's Twin boy child. Laughter echoed off the walls as they reveled in the joy of the occasion, their worries and troubles of the past now distant memories. They had cake, and drinks, As they basked in the warmth of the moment, it was clear that despite the trials they had faced, happiness had found its way back into their lives, weaving a tapestry of hope and resilience that bound them together forevermore.Seven months had whisked by, a blur of anticipation and anxiety, until finally, Mary found herself nestled in the sterile white walls of the hospital room, cradling twin boys in her weary arms. Joy radiated through the air, palpable and infectious, as family and friends enveloped them in warm embraces and congratulations. Nil, ever the orchestrator of joy, had orchestrated a surprise welcome party at the quaint 'Moon's Smile' cafe, where vibrant balloons danced overhead, and tables groaned under the weight of cakes, drinks, snacks, and gifts.At precisely 5:45, Mary and Techno made their grand entrance, stepping into a scene of sheer delight. Amidst the laughter and chatter, Nil and Stranger enveloped them in a tight embrace, the unspoken joy gleaming in his eyes. Achara, ever the gentle soul, cradled the soft bundles of their offspring, her love evident in every tender touch.Cameras flashed incessantly as they captured precious moments, freezing them in time for eternity. Here, in this cozy haven of love and laughter, there was no room for sorrow, only boundless happiness that filled every nook and cranny of their lives. The struggles and trials of the past had faded into insignificance, overshadowed by the overwhelming presence of love and contentment. After weathering the storms together, they had finally found their sanctuary in each other's arms, a haven where happiness reigned supreme.