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"Not much, just wanted to say hi. Is everything okay? You're looking quite radiant."
"All's well."
Roy was the sole person aware of my involvement. I hadn't kept it from him.
He was the only one who'd assisted me in my previous life.
We stood in a dimly lit corner.
We gently touched our glasses together, communicating without words.
Just as I was about to express my gratitude, I overheard nearby strangers talking.
Regrettably, I was the topic of their conversation.
To avoid discomfort, I remained quiet.
Once the voices faded, I quickly thanked him and hurried away.
Roy observed my flustered exit, raised an eyebrow, and became even more intrigued.
He had also found the recent gossip entertaining.
He knew everything was a scheme orchestrated by this seemingly fragile woman.
Meticulously, connecting every detail, she had cornered those two, compelling them to run.
He admired women like her.