Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 77

Maybe the person I’m waiting for will never show up.

The girl, sharp as a tack, approached with a smile, “Sweetie, are you waiting for someone?”

“Yeah.”

“Your friend must be stuck in traffic. It’s always a mess around the stadium at this time.”

Seeing my disappointment, she smiled and came closer, tilting her head, “How about I keep you company while you wait?”

“Aren’t you going in?”

“I couldn’t snag a ticket.”

She shrugged, her lips turning downwards in a mix of disappointment and resignation.

I chuckled, “Then, keep me company.”

He’s not coming, and I’m not really waiting for him.

I’m waiting to finally give up hope.

Another hour passed, the crowd in the square thinning out, my fingers almost numb from

the cold.

An announcement over the PA system reminded everyone it was the last call for entry.

a familiar, warm

surprised, and saw Mark in his brown trench coat. I paused

it is a coincidence. Fancy meeting you here

drinks, came back, saw Mark, and her eyes lit up. Handing me a bottle

immediately embarrassed, not sure whether to

in a way that didn’t make me

“He’s not coming.”

we go

I

1/3

“Yeah.”

“Alright then.”

indeed less fun

looked up at Mark, “Wait for

ticket to the girl,

“Really?”

to contain,

need, it’s an extra ticket

is just a waste. Better to give

entrance, only to see the girl still in the square, apparently talking to a friend who also didn’t

striding over to them,

ticket.

jumping up and down

wonderful, being young is wonderful.

clear and straightforward, and solutions easy

got inside, I realized Mark had swapped tickets with them so our seats