At 8 a.m., Henrik drove Flora to the competition venue. Henrik, being a judge and with artists from Florik Entertainment participating, had a lot on his plate. So, he asked his assistant to take Flora to the green

room.

"Flora, just wait here for me. I'll come and get you once I'm done. If you need anything, just tell the assistant or call me immediately."

Worried that Flora might get bored in the green room, Henrik thoughtfully gave her a tablet to pass the time.

Flora nodded, her posture straight and graceful. "Go ahead, I'll be fine."

a few things, and

a chair, listlessly

for a long time before finally mustering the courage to speak. He crossed his legs, his body trembling

greasy the night before and was now suffering the

without looking up, dismissively

Flora, given the crowded and chaotic nature of the venue. But he couldn't hold it any longer. Besides, it was Henrik's green room; surely no one would come in. He thought he'd be back quickly, so

innocent face, was the nation's beloved Aisha, the daughter of the

clothes didn't give away any brand, and Lindsey, the assistant, assumed she was a staff

still sitting there for? Didn't you see our dear Aisha has arrived?"

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