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."

reminded the assistant of a few things, and

a chair, listlessly playing with

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

and greasy the night before and was now

looking up, dismissively waving

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

long dress and with an innocent face, was the nation's beloved Aisha, the daughter of the event's organizer. Aisha noticed Flora sitting in

down, was unrecognizable to them. Her simple clothes didn't give away

for? Didn't you

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