Monty and his group picked a table close to Calliope's group.

They chatted over burgers and fries, sneaking glances at Calliope every now and then. But she didn't even bother to look up at them, not once. After a couple failed attempts at eye contact, they just exchanged awkward looks and kept quiet.

When Calliope and her crew finished eating, they got up to leave.

Monty's group scrambled to gather their stuff and trailed right after them.

As Calliope's group piled into the elevator, Monty and his friends tried to squeeze

in too, but Silas and Uriah blocked the way.

"Sorry, no more room," Uriah said, expression icy.

Monty glanced at the nearly empty elevator and grumbled, "There's plenty of space..."

being crowded,"

there was nothing they could do except watch the

be left behind, Monty's group hurried into the next

goes all out for the winter holidays, with parades, fireworks, and food stalls at every corner. The auction wasn't

out of the hotel, the distant pops of fireworks echoed in the chilly

calling out, "Callie, can't you please talk to your mom? She really wants to make things

Calliope replied over her shoulder, her face

"Callie, please! I want to apologize! Just give me a chance, okay?

turned, a wry smile tugging at her lips. "You want to apologize? Are

press conference. I'll even watch the livestream. Let's see what you

help Zelda call the local news and set up

color. She stared at Calliope like

the hell? Was Calliope for real? She never thought she'd actually have to admit fault—much less in front of cameras. Wasn't apologizing in public like

her expression twisted with

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