Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 79

It’ll be soon?

I felt like a squirrel darting through a pumpkin patch, eager to cling onto a pumpkin and dig deeper into the mysteries it held. Yet, I hesitated, fearing it might be impolite to probe further. It was best to quit while I was ahead.

Every song at the concert tonight was a gem from my personal playlist. I was left wanting. more even after the final note had been sung. As the artist exited the stage, a surreal feeling washed over me, like waking from an intense dream.

Sitting there, lost in thought, I noticed the crowd slowly making their exits, leaving behind a void that seemed to engulf me.

Throughout this, my phone; which I had been clutching all evening, remained silent. No message or call from Bryant. Mark, respecting my need for space, didn’t rush me. He waited patiently until I snapped back to reality, and we joined the flow of people heading

out.

Despite the security’s efforts to maintain order the crowd was restless. Caught off guard by a sudden shove from behind, I stumbled into Mark.

He quickly steadied me, asking, “You alright?”

just lost my balance when someone pushed me,” I mumbled, slightly

didn’t press further. Thankfully the rest of

opposite directions, so we parted

you

really up to me. It depends on if I’m

softly, “Well, I hope

Take

the air, tempting me to take a

my car, Kevin

Ferguson, Mr. Ferguson has been waiting for

was puzzled. Hadn’t he stood

invited me to the concert, and it’s over. Tell him he can leave,” I said, irritation creeping into my voice as I headed to my car, adding, “And tell him to

1/2

Ferguson…” Kevin hesitated, clearly aware of Bryant’s recent actions. “Maybe

realizing it wasn’t right to let

part well by saying, “Mr. Ferguson hasn’t slept in two days. He dozed off only after arriving here.”