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(I shouldn't have believed him.)

(He is definitely an asshole!)

LANCE

'Quiet, listen to me.'

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Lance, I thought you trusted me.

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NARRATOR

'You pretend your grievance to him with tearing eyes.'

LANCE

'Listen to me, baby.'

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NARRATOR

'As Lance agrees, Leonie trots forward and dips her hand into your pocket without waiting for your consent.'

'The next second, Leonie appears a confused look, and she rechecks your pocket.'

LEONIE

'Where is it?'

NARRATOR

'Determined, Leonie reaches for the other pocket but finds nothing again.'

LEONIE

'That's impossible!'

'I saw her took the pills from Charles!'

ANDREA

(What? Nothing?)

(Where are my pills?)

NARRATOR

'You check your pockets and find that there's really nothing inside.'

'You pretend to be calm on the surface, but inside you are full of doubts and panic.'

ANDREA

(It’s impossible. I did have it in my pocket. I even checked its existence when I got up from the fountain. No one can move it after that without getting attention, unless……)

(The kiss.)

NARRATOR

'You look at the man who is still holding your hand tightly. He is as cold as ever.'

LANCE

'I want to see your apology on f*******: by tomorrow, Leonie.'

LEONIE

'Lance, I saw Dr. Peters give her the birth control pills, and I saw her put them in her pocket.'

'I know they're there! Perhaps she's hidden them somewhere else!'

NARRATOR

'Leonie reaches for your collar to search inside your clothes.'

'Lance's face darkens, and he turns around, blocking Leonie with his back.'

'He embraces you, shielding you with his body.'

LANCE

'That's enough!'

'Go back to your room if you don't want to be thoroughly disgraced.'

NARRATOR

'Startled by his tone, Leonie runs back to the house with her head lowered and eyes red.'

MR.HAMILTON

'That’s it!'

'No one is allowed to talk about what has happened here in private or to speak to the press.'

NARRATOR

'Mr. Francis Hamilton warns the servants before returning to the house.'

'The servants shuffle away in silence, and the garden becomes quiet. Only the splash of the fountain is sounding.'

'Your face is pressing against Lance's chest.'

ANDREA

I want to…

Quit his arms.