All her things were packed and ready. Yuna had gathered Lily’s personal belongings from the hotel early that morning and brought them to the set, so they could head straight to the airport as soon as filming wrapped for the day.
Before leaving, Lily stood in the center of her dressing room and glanced around the small space. A wave of sentimentality washed over her; it felt as if everything had just happened yesterday.
In the blink of an eye, she had already finished filming her first-ever show.
"Lily."
Just then, Andrew Sutton appeared in the doorway. It was open, and he stood there, calling her name softly.
Lily looked over at Andrew, no longer feeling as composed around him as she once had. But since she was about to leave, she did her best to act natural.
"Andrew, I’m about to leave. You’re almost done with filming too, right?"
Andrew nodded. After a moment, he pursed his lips and asked, "Are... Are you spending the New Year in Lorcain?"
The sudden question took Lily by surprise. "Er, I’ll probably go back to my hometown."
Sensing the awkward tension, Yuna grew worried that Andrew might impulsively confess his feelings. He could afford to be reckless with his career, but Lily couldn’t.
She quickly poked Finn in the side. Finn got the hint and immediately picked up Lily’s large suitcase. "Lily, the car’s waiting. We need to get going, or we’ll miss our flight."
Lily nodded and started for the door. Andrew subconsciously stepped aside to let her pass, his eyes never leaving her.
Lily looked at his handsome face and, before leaving, offered him a gentle smile. "Goodbye, Andrew. Thanks for everything."
After saying this, Lily turned and left.
Andrew watched her walk away, the confession on the tip of his tongue. But his train of thought was broken by Yuna and Finn’s successive goodbyes of, "Goodbye, Mr. Archer!" By the time he looked up again, Lily was already far in the distance.
He let out a soft sigh, his expression complex. With Lily gone, the turmoil in his heart finally settled, at least for the moment.
He had indeed felt the impulse, but his rational side still had control.
The company had booked their plane tickets back to Lorcain. Lily was in first class, while the rest of her team was in economy.
「5:10 PM. Lorcain International Airport.」
Lily’s flight was scheduled to land in twenty minutes.
「Domestic Arrivals Hall.」
"Everyone, remember what I said. When Lily comes out in a bit, we must be orderly. No shouting or pushing, and don’t bother the other people here."
"There aren’t many of us today. If we’re organized, everyone will get a chance to say something to Lily, okay?"
A handsome, clean-cut young man in light-colored jeans and a white down jacket was organizing the welcoming party of a dozen or so girls. They were the core members of Lily Sterling’s fan club—an unofficial group of die-hard fans who volunteered out of pure passion.
Some had become fans after seeing Lily at the production’s opening ceremony, while others were drawn in by the promotional stills released by the crew.
And this young man was the fan club’s president, Jared Keaton.



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