Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 962:

“It’s nothing, I just… I miss home. I want to come back.” As she spoke, the bandages around her palms reminded her of the painful experiences on stage earlier, the ache persistent and sharp.

“Stay put in the hotel. I’ll be there shortly,” the man said, his voice tinged with urgency.

Nora could practically hear the rustle of his clothes as he hurriedly dressed. She sniffed back a sob. “It’s okay. Amy said we’ll head back tomorrow.”

Lowering her mask, she revealed a face that was a picture of disappointment. “I didn’t make it to the finals. Am I a total washout?” Her voice trembled.

“Nora, your worth isn’t defined by a competition. There are countless factors influencing the results. Trust in yourself—you’re the best.”

He didn’t know the specifics, but his words served as a fortress of support.

spill it. What happened

lower lip jutted out in a pout as she recounted the ordeal. “The piano key—can you believe it? I tried to finish, but after that first blunder, I knew it

ask Amy to bring you a cake.

was soft, yet an undercurrent of steel ran through it, like a predator

tight. No tears,” he added, his tone firm. Nora blinked back the

only

“Okay. Good night.”

the call and glanced at the

sigh, she typed out a brief, polite rejection. No point in adding another

“Eat up, champ. Then it’s face-washing duty.

she produced a small porcelain bottle. “Special delivery: two bottles of Rejuvenation