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Chapter 585 A Twinge of Sympathy

Something was off. Meryl's phone showed [No Service] as if someone had deliberately cut her off from the network.

Though spring had started, the night air was still bitterly cold. She instinctively pulled her coat tighter, but the icy wind pierced right through it. Even with the main doors locked, a chilling uncase hung in the air.

Unable to get inside, she retreated to the lounge. In the dead of night, the place felt eerily empty, her voice echoing when she tried calling out. The lights had been turned off, plunging the space into a ghostly darkness. Fear crept over her, making her curl up tightly on the couch. "Who could have done this?" she thought.

After some thought, she concluded it had to be Christine. Earlier that evening, when she got off the bus, she thought she caught a glimpse of Christine across the street.

Time crawled by, and the temperature dropped further. Meryl turned on her phone's flashlight, hoping to catch someone's attention outside.

But as the battery ticked down, there was no response.

Resigned, she sat back down, wondering how this sleepless night might affect tomorrow's internal auditions.

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The biting cold gnawed at her body, making, it impnsible to real. Her hands had gone completely numb, and her legs felt as stiff as iron.

she thought of Chandler. They had planned to

"Will he realize something had happened when

orchestra entrance

the evening wore on, and

might have been delayed, he

spotted his car

brings you

waiting for Meryl.

hearing this, Rachel's expression dimmed. "Oh... I thought you came

Rachel, uninvited but undeterred, opened the car door and slid into

Twinge of Sympathy "Then I'll wait

but he said nothing. Ten minutes later, Rachel

such a diva? Why isn't

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later. If you're hungry, grab

the harm in taking me along?" Rachel pouted with a hint

tagging along would only make things awkward for everyone. Don't you think?" Rachel was left speechless. After a long pause, she lowered her head, tears

at

twenty-third birthday. Did

fingers interlaced

big deal. My parents would each give me a gift, and I was the little princess

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only one who ever

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