If they met him, they would surely like him just as much as she did!
Half an hour had passed, and Xanthea's legs were numb from squatting, but Orion was nowhere to be seen.
"It's time. Why isn't Ori here yet?"
He was late. Once he arrived, she would definitely punish him!
Another half hour ticked by without any sign of him.
Xanthea started to look around anxiously.
Why hadn't Ori come yet?
Did he forget about their appointment?
One hour, two hours, three hours...
From morning till dusk, the hopeful glimmer in Xanthea's eyes gradually dimmed. Her stomach was growling loudly, and the irises in her little bamboo basket wilted.
Ori didn't come. He must've forgotten.
She was angry. She wouldn't speak to him ever again!
The next day, Xanthea bounced back to their meeting spot again to wait for Orion.
Ori must have gotten the date wrong. He must have thought it was the weekend. Today, he would surely come!
But he still didn't show up.
The third day.
The fourth day.
The fifth day.
The sixth day.
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