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

"Alright, I accept your apology." Fiona chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

Nearby, Sandy and Yvenne were caught off guard. They exchanged puzzled glances, trying to decipher the unspoken connection between Jackson and Fiona, unaware of what was off. As Fiona rose to her feet, the two watched her approach, a bit on edge.

Maybe it was because Jackson was there, but no one dared to step in or utter a single word against her. They just had to grit their teeth and swallow their pride.

"Fiona, what are you up to?" Sandy asked, her voice a bit shaky as she looked nervously from Jackson to Fiona, finally managing to string her thoughts together: "There are so many people around... you wouldn't really try anything, would you?"

Try anything? Please. They weren't even worth the effort.

With a playful glint in her eyes, Fiona drew closer and then unexpectedly burst into laughter. "Why so tense? I'm not going to bite. Or is it that you've got something to hide?"

Her sudden remark left Sandy and Yvenne exchanging uneasy looks, but they kept quiet.

had lost interest in dragging this out. Glancing at Jackson, she said, "Come on,

and Yvenne, in disbelief. They had plotted to get

wasn't dumb; she knew Yvenne had stirred up trouble with Fiona on purpose. Sure, Fiona wasn't

young folks today, honestly,

a rock and a hard place. On one hand, she liked the prestige Yvenne

me into the mess too," Sandy sighed, then mustered a small smile. "Still, I want you to get along with your classmates. Since

bring back

was immediately against it, which irked

in with my dorm mates. Moving would just cause unnecessary friction, and honestly, I'm quite comfortable where I

really moved, how would she sneak peeks at Fiona's drawings?

though she hadn't guessed Yvenne's designs were knock-offs. She just thought Yvenne had