Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 46

When I saw Cecilia at the office the next day, the poor girl was as pale as a ghost, with dark. circles under her eyes like she hadn’t slept in a week.

She was naturally on the petite side, with fair skin, but right then, she looked like a frostbitten white rose, all frail and sickly, pitiful as can be.

Wallis stumbled upon Cecilia’s Facebook update and screenshotted it to me.

A lonely silhouette shot with the caption, [Your understanding is just because no one cares about you, right?]

Wallis, with that gossip–hungry look, was like, “Bet they had a lovers‘ tiff, huh?”

It got me wondering too.

I mean, Cecilia and Hogan hadn’t been an item for that long.

I started to think it might have to do with the love bite on my neck.

Cecilia was in that sorry state until the afternoon.

Just as Wallis was about to ask me if we should go and cheer Cecilia up, the studio door swung

open.

In came Hogan, with afternoon tea in hand.

Everyone greeted him like it was no big deal, and he just nodded hastily before making a beeline for Cecilia’s office, looked pretty urgent.

“Hogan, what brings you here all of a sudden?”

Hogan handed her a cup of hot milk and said, “Drink it while it’s hot.”

Cecilia replied weakly, “It’s just that time of the month, Hogan. You’re making a mountain out of

a molehill.”

wasn’t closed properly, so their whole conversation

that time

Hogan, and Cecilia, looking all wan and feeble,

got to me, she said affectionately, “Xaviera, there’s only

stuff was not really my jam.

my code, “I’m not much for sweets, keep it for

had I said that than, out of the blue, “Splash!” A warm cup of milk slammed

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laptop!

instant, the top blew off and a flood of liquid poured all over my keyboard, drenched my

like a bolt from the blue. By the time I came to and reached for a

too late.

my laptop screen went

I just wanted to…” Her delicate voice

off, my voice involuntarily rising a notch, “Even kids know electronics and water don’t

was packed with

me, a laptop was our lifeline.

couldn’t hold back

Cecilia’s sobbing voice was breaking, her eyes rimmed red, “I really didn’t mean

caught everyone’s

was still talking to Wallis.

walked over and, seeing Cecilia’s

spotting my laptop soaked in milk, blurted out, “Who the heck drenched Ms. March’s

and she bit her lip

and covered her mouth,

my fault.” Cecilia sniffled with her head down and then

was at a loss