“Sure. Take a few," Sheffield said with a grin.

“ALL right!" the cameraman said gladly.

"I don't Like taking pictures," Evelyn muttered.

Never once in her whole life had her pictures been exposed to the press. Carlos was a protective father.

Evelyn thought that Sheffield would ask the cameraman to leave. But he didn't.

"Rest your head in my chest. Then, nobody will see your face," he suggested.

She didn't reply, so he leaned forward and blocked her face.

“You're here on a trip. You're supposed to relax and have fun. No matter what you were like in the past, nobody knows you here; you can be yourself and live the way you want. Even though it is only for a few days, you can be happy."

‘Live the way I want... I want freedom, ' Evelyn thought bitterly.

The cameraman didn't know what the two were talking about up there. But since Sheffield was blocking Evelyn's face, he couldn't take a satisfactory picture from any angle. After reshooting several times, he started yelling impatiently.

“Dude! Don't block your girlfriend. If I can't get the picture right, what are you going to use as a memento of this moment?"

“I'm not his girlfriend!" Evelyn explained hastily.

But with the elephant being so tall and her voice so low, only

Sheffield could hear her.

He burst out laughing and leaned back to reveal her face so that the cameraman could take the picture.

“Evelina, I don't have a girlfriend.

If you want—"

"I don't want anything," she declared firmly.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" he queried. If she did, that would be a problem.

Evelyn didn't answer his question.

He took her silence for a yes.

He loosened his embrace around her waist and moved back to keep a distance between them.

But Evelyn grabbed his arms tightly.

“Don't move away. The elephant is still walking."

“I know. But I don't Like stealing another man's girlfriend." He had principles.