Chapter 155
A few students gathered at a distance. When they saw Madeline walk into the film set, whispers quickly spread through the crowd.
“Isn’t she the Freshman campus belle? What’s she doing on set?”
“Could she be acting?”
“Maybe just a background actor.
“No way! I checked the cast list, and Madeline’s the second female lead!”
“What? She joined the entertainment industry?”
Everyone was shocked. Unaware of the growing chatter, Madeline greeted the crew warmly.
Meanwhile, Yohannes was aloof and distant, visibly in a low mood Jasper whispered something to him, but Yohannes responded with clear Impatience.
Madeline went straight to the dressing room. By the time she emerged, Yohannes was already gone.
After completing her morning scenes, Madeline stomped her feet against the cold, shivering slightly. The weather was particularly frigid.
Malcolm waved. “Maddie, good work. Go get some rest. It’s freezing today
Madeline responded with a hum and rubbed her hands together, waring her cheeks before heading into the lounge
“Maddie, you’re just in time.” Jasper was in the lounge, frowning. He was relieved to see Madeline
“What’s wrong?” Madeline asked.
Jasper sighed. “The concert is coming up, and Yohannes has been exhausted. His mood’s been off, and now, he’s wandered off somewhere. I can’t reach him. Could you try contacting him!”
concern. November marked the anniversary of Yohannes‘ parents death. It seemed
but his phone was turned
room filled with scattered books and lists. Leaning against a bookshelf,
was the fairy tale his father had once promised to teach
Madeline found Yohannes, he lifted his gaze. His eyes, rimmed with faint red, shimmered with unslsed tears. At that moment,
voice hardened in a facade
averted his gaze, his throat moving
a book, but she regained her balance
hand, Madeline weaved through the
just needed a place to rest. You still haven’t told me how you
You stand out too much.
Madeline added. “The librarian said the book you were
slowly fearrel toward Madeline, resting his head on her shoulder. His voice, when it came, was
Madeline was unsure of how to respond. Meanwhile, Yohannes closed his eyes, his long
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cold, and down there on the isolated basement level, it felt l history
like they were the
in the world. Aside
it was so quiet that their breathing was the
you need me, you can always reach out
He feared
he couldn’t forget his regrets. “Maddie… I once…
blinked in
into his palm. Her hand was soft, and his fingers slowly entwined with hers.
be mad at me“”
hand and gently squeezed back. “Of course not. I
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