"Me, Chloe Summers, when decide to do something, good or bad, I go all in. I'd rather be straight up about doing bad than be a sneaky, backstabbing, pot-stirring weasel!" Chloe said.
Lance looked at Keira, crying in his arms, with a hint of hesitation on his face.
"Lance, will my face get ruined? Can I still be an actress? I don't know. If I can't, what else can I do.” Keira said.
Lance's eyes filled with sympathy, gently placing her wet hair over her shoulder and softly telling her,
"You won't ruin your face, you can still act and become the actress you've always dreamed of."
Chloe gave a cold laugh and sat by the bed,
"Both of you, cut the mushy talk. Go somewhere else."
Lance looked up at Chloe with a completely unfamiliar look.
He then picked up the crying Keira and strode out of the ward.
Chloe got up and closed the half-open door.
Left alone in the room, she leaned against the door and closed her eyes.
She never understood why some people lived with so many objectives!
She lost her appetite for the food on the cupboard, leaning against the head of the bed, casually looking at the sky outside the window.
She never realized how lonely one's life could be.
Lance. How could you leave me alone…
After everyone else had left, even him, the last one remaining, wanted to leave .
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