Their hands were tangled under the sheets. Priam and Pandora were staring at eachother, as if afraid the other person would disapear into thin air if they so much blink let alone, sleep.
In the midst of their shared glances, they could understand eachother. Their busy minds had calmed down within eachother's presence, and they had let go of all the burdens they previously held.
Pandora had always held onto him for support. He was her toughest rock, and the strongest shield she has. Her heart and mind has found the missing solace and safety in him, A Person who she has spent the happier moments of her life with.
She remembers vividly, when she was seventeen, she had a fallout with her father. He wanted to marry her off into a rich old man from Europe, as per her step-mother's wishes. She refused with all her might, doing everything she could in order to get out of the marriage. It even went to the point where she was kept locked in her room for a month as she was caught attempting to escape.
Priam came to her like the prince, or rather, the knight in shining armor in a white horse. He devised an escape plan for her— for the both of them, A fool-proof plan to take her away even before she could touchdown to Europe.
The seventeen year old girl and the nineteen-year old boy; The both of them ran away together, going nowhere in particular... All they knew was that they were looking for their lost happiness.
