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,”

let go and didn’t press further. Thankfully the rest of our walk

were parked in opposite directions, so we parted

Mark called out suddenly, “are you entering the

surprised he brought it up. “It’s not really up to me. It depends on

softly, “Well, I hope to see you compete.”

Take

stopped, leaving behind a refreshing scent in the air, tempting

my car,

Mr. Ferguson has

puzzled. Hadn’t he stood

the one who 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

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actions. “Maybe you should talk to Mr. Ferguson

wasn’t right to let Kevin take the heat for Bryant’s deeds.

turned toward the parked black Bentley, Kevin playing his part well by saying, “Mr. Ferguson hasn’t slept in two days. He dozed off only after arriving here.”