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The next day, I woke up a little late. When I arrived at the dining room, Lucas was already about to finish his breakfast.
"Mia..." Lucas looked at me as I entered the room.
"Brother..." I called out sadly. "Good morning." I made a sad smile.
He didn't say anything more, and I didn't either as I sat down and ate.
When I finished, he stood up, went to my side, held my hand, and led me.
"Let's go." He said gently.
A nice improvement for a person who's always full of himself, if I shall say.
"Un." I nodded somberly as I stood up and let him lead me to his car.
Inside, "Your eyes are red." He said when he saw my eyes as I wiped my glasses.
"Did you cry last night?" He asked, tone still gentle.
I did. To make this situation. That's why I woke up late earlier. I was crying my eyes out last night, not because I was sad to be rejected, but because I thought this will be a scenario where his favorability of me will increase again.
