Please, let it be anything but a confession…
Kiki nodded in affirmation, then said with sincerity, "I'd first like to apologize for last night. I hope I haven't caused you any trouble."
Vania nodded in response. She wasn't sure if she should take the apology, but she let Kiki continue. "I'll be heading back today since my audition is over. So I've come to say goodbye."
"All the best." Vania gave her blessing.
Kiki lowered her head in response, seemingly dejected to find that was all Vania said. "I didn't want to bother your rest, so I kept waiting here by your door for you to come out. Is there nothing else you'd like to say to me, Miss Greyson?"
"How long have you been waiting?" Vania asked reflexively, somewhat surprised.
"Well, it wasn't that long, just two hours," Kiki answered honestly.
I'm sorry, is a two-hour wait not long?! Vania was feeling more awkward by the minute.
She might be a pro at slaying goody-two-shoes, but she had no experience in dealing with an admirer, especially when the girl smiled so harmlessly at her.
"I, um…" What should I say?
Vania prepared to speak at length in the face of Kiki's unexpected farewell, perhaps even come up with a lecture. However, Kiki wasn't the least bit awkward, behaving nonchalantly like nothing had ever happened.
She looked to the door behind Vania and asked casually, "Is President Luke still asleep?"
The next second, Hanson came out from behind the door only to turn grim instantly when he saw the unexpected visitor.
Well, if it isn't my competition.
Rivals in love weren't scary. What was scary was if they were the same gender as his wife!
At that, he instantly pulled Vania into his arms, on guard against Kiki. "Yes?"
Kiki became even more nervous after Hanson appeared, twirling her fingers uneasily as she chewed on her lip, shaking her head. "I've come to bid Miss Greyson goodbye."
While speaking, she snuck a peek at Hanson's expression and instantly lowered her head again when she saw his icy gaze.
Her helpless look made her look absolutely piteous, and Vania sighed. To think she couldn't bring herself to be mean in the face of this delicate flower.
Hanson, on the other hand, was instantly thrilled when he heard she was leaving. Better that they never see each other again!
"Are you done?" he asked, to which she nodded, not daring to lie. "I've already said goodbye to Miss Greyson."
"In that case, don't waste your time and get going." Hanson shooed Kiki away without pity.
Kiki looked so frightened that tears seemingly pooled in her eyes when she looked at Vania. "Okay, until next time, Miss Greyson."
Right as Vania wanted to nod in reply, Hanson interjected. "There won't be a next time." The hell? Do you want to meet up again?!
"I-I…" Kiki seemed so terrified that she was even beginning to stutter, and her eyes were on Vania the whole time.
"Alright, you should get going." Vania felt bad for her.
But she agreed with Hanson, though. There was no need for a next time.
In the end, Kiki bowed to Vania and Hanson. "Goodbye, Miss Greyson, President Luke." She sure took her courtesy to the T.
With that, she took a gander at Hanson before dashing off.
Hanson narrowed his eyes as he looked at Kiki's retreating figure. "Are you sure she has a crush on you?"
"She said it herself." I didn't ask for it.
Vania said helplessly but noticed something didn't look quite right with Hanson. "Is something not right?"
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