"Let's check one by one. I am sure we will find something." Sara encouraged, digging into the box.
They kept taking out random things from Pandora's box. Elise didn't even want to see them again. She still shared the same feeling she harbored when she had thrown those things away. The police had denied helping her, closing it as a suicide case. But she knew what triggered her mother to do it. She resented herself for accepting the gifts of that man without knowing his intentions. She was penniless and young. What could she have done other than throw away those things? While going through that trash, old memories popped up in her head. It was like she was rubbing salt on unhealed wounds.
As they surfed through the objects, Drake finally settled on a handkerchief. He traced his fingers ov
