Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 39

When she heard my response, Cecilia’s expression clearly froze for a sec.

She couldn’t squeeze out a word for the longest time.

Then Hogan couldn’t stand it anymore, gave me a quick look and said to her, “Just be yourself. no need to copy anyone.”

When Hogan said “anyone,” his piercing gaze landed right on my face.

Talk about beating around the bush.

Cecilia looked at him, all surprised and fluttery eyelashes.

Guess she was touched.

I didn’t want to waste my time watching this soap opera unfold, so I said “Excuse me,” turned on my heel and left.

Turned out I actually found that dry cleaner Cecilia mentioned.

At three in the afternoon, the owner of the dry cleaners gave me a ring, saying my suit was ready.

I thought about it for a moment and dialed Darren’s number.

Soon after, the call connected, and I heard Darren ask in a hushed voice. “Xaviera, what’s up?”

pretty

with a hint of apology. “You

decisively, “How

“Works for me.”

there I was, carrying the

in this place, filled with

academic building. Darren approached me in a light brown trench coat, puffing and

I handed him the suit, asking. “Didn’t interrupt your work,

me. “Got your head stuck in

so I offered, “Well, Darren, let me

“Wouldn’t say no to that.”

Darren took me to the student cafeteria

12:20:

“Ketchup spaghetti?”

a bit surprised.

college days–cheap and filling, but how did Darren

sat down, Darren also got me an

to save me some

disposable cutlery and said, “Not really, just been craving this

anything, he reminded me, “Finish your spaghetti, and

with the discipline book, dubbed ‘Nanny Darren by the students, and I couldn’t help but

at me, puzzled, and explained, “Just remembered how you used

finished, Darren ficked my forehead gently with his