Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Kaylee was having the best luck ever, getting Rafael to speak up for her.

Once Rafael decided to let it slide, the teacher had nothing more to say. "Mr. Darcy, let me take you to the foyer. The evening gala is about to start." "Sure," Rafael nodded.

He had originally come backstage to talk to Flora about something important, but with so many people around, it wasn't the right moment.

"Rafael is just incredible, treating everyone with such kindness, even people who barely matter."

A senior student sneered jealously, seeing Kaylee standing there with flushed cheeks, and scoffed, "Hey, you're not daydreaming about our Rafael, are you? Don't get ahead of yourself. Rafael is nice to everyone; you're not so full of yourself to think he likes you, are you?"

"Did you rinse your mouth with sewage? You talk so foul! Let's go, Wendy. Ignore her," Cynthia snapped, her chubby face puffing up in anger.

People like that aren't even worthy to tie their shoes.

If she knew that Kaylee and Rafael were friends and had even had dinner together, she'd probably be scared to death!

"Don't let what she said get to you, Wendy. She was clearly targeting you on purpose!" Cynthia comforted Kaylee outside.

"I'm fine. You guys go get ready; the gala is about to start," Kaylee said softly. She really wasn't angry; in fact, she felt a tiny bit happy.

it started, the chat room was already packed with tens of millions of people, mostly there for

turn, please keep your mics

control of

the gala officially

faculty leaders and freshmen made their

seniors took

here, filled with the joy of harvest

we gather here, carrying a sacred mission and dreams, experiencing the vigor

the leaders and

a clichéd opening speech that hardly

of applause our special

finished speaking, the entire

"Rafael!"

"Rafael!"

"Rafael!"

sitting backstage and browsing on