One day earlier.
It was the first day of April or as everyone would say April Fool's Day.
According to the netizens it was the best time for someone to declare their love because if they got rejected, they could just laugh and say—"Haha, I made a fool of you!"
At the very least, they could retreat in a splendid manner.
The same thought crossed Essie's mind. Finally, she had summoned all of her courage and walked up to her idol, Hanson Xia, on whom she had been crushing for many years. "Hey, I have been in love with you ever since we first met. I've got a good feeling that you and I are destined to be together. Although I am still not up there yet, one day I am going to become an icon in the fashion industry and become someone who is good enough to be with you. Would you please put me on your list of possible girlfriends?"
Before Essie finished speaking, she heard a mocking laughter coming from behind her. "How interesting! 'Destined to be together'! Is that what you tell yourself when you cry yourself to sleep at night? Are you really that pathetic?" The woman ridiculing Essie was her sworn enemy, Sunny Yang, who elegantly walked towards Hanson and held his arm without hesitation.
Was she marking her territory? The thought filled Essie with an unbearable sorrow.
Hanson, however, shook his arm, trying to draw it back, but eventually he allowed it. "Essie, I..." He didn't know what to say to her, but before he could even think of anything, Sunny cut him short. "We're getting married!"
The words came, out of the blue, and hit Essie like a bolt of lightning. She should have laughed three times and told them that she was just joking, but the muscles on her face were stiff and she couldn't bring herself to say anything. Her throat was blocked by a lump of sourness, taking away her ability to speak.
With a smug smile on her face, Sunny deliberately leaned her head on Hanson's shoulder to add salt to Essie's wounds. "Hanson, dad wants us to go back for dinner. Let's go!"
Hanson extended his hand and patted Essie on the head, as if to comfort her. "I'm sorry, Essie," he sighed heavily and then walked away with Sunny.
Bang!
Again, Essie heard her heart shatter into a million pieces. She felt like everything in her world had frozen over and the cold winds were slamming her face like tiny little icy nails.
Perhaps the only thing that could mend her ailing heart at the moment was a good bottle of wine.
The True Color Bar was across the street, and she walked in without a conscious thought.
The bar was very quiet. As the only customer, Essie sat at the bar counter and ordered a glass of long island ice tea, which was the most suitable cocktail for a lovelorn person.
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