Chapter 63

Photo Shoot

I keep his sweet words like old love letters. It’s been a few days since we last met. After that, nothing happened.

He didn’t text me or even make a call. I admit I was hurt, but I knew I had no right. Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by the person you thought would never hurt you. But he did, he always did.

I would have liked to hope that that night would have a better result. I expected something good would happen after that, but nothing.

“Are you okay, Cherry?” Farrah asked me an arousing question, bowing in front of me while adjusting my dress.

“Huh? Yes.”

She looked up at me and stood up to stare at me with wrinkled eyes.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked again while both hands were on my waist.

“I’m just a little sleepy. I’m sorry,” I answered back and showed off my timid smile.

I also turned my focus to the full