Flora's POV:

When we were done cleaning up our room, Sylvia retreated to the bathroom to take a shower.

With Sylvia gone, I felt lonely and sad.

I thought about what she said just now about how Warren really loved me. I sneered and clenched my fists angrily, inadvertently squishing the orange in my hand. Regret? Never.

I clenched my fists so hard that orange juice spurted everywhere, staining even the uniform I was planning to wear tomorrow.

I hurried to clean it up but felt even angrier with Warren.

When Warren was in a coma, his life was in fatal danger. I was so anxious that I didn't even dare to close my eyes or take a break for fear that Warren would suddenly stop breathing.

Later, when his condition had finally stabilized, I staggered out of his ward to finally have a meal.

When I came back, a nurse told me that Warren had woken up already. I was so happy that all my fatigue disappeared in an instant.

wondering how Warren would

soon as I arrived, Alina stopped me

four muscly

me as Sylvia's roommate and asked me about

were just pretending to be a couple, so I couldn't tell

words, Alina sneered and accused me

voice attracted the attention of

would act so nastily. My face turned red from the humiliation. For the first time

defend myself, but everyone around us sided with

Alina asked her bodyguards to throw

as I could and wanted to leave on my own

the door to Warren's ward was open. I'm sure we had caused a noisy commotion, yet he didn't come to my defense and just let Alina

felt at the time, disappointment and rage

the line with him, so he used Alina to show

couldn't help but sneer. Looking down at my orange

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