In the parking lot, she only said thank you to Wyatt Wright.
Just that.
But sometimes, bored people like to complicate, dramatize, and uglify simple things for fun.
Darcy Long lifted her foot once more, stepping over the guardrail.
"Mr. Wyatt is a good person, isn't he?"
She stopped, "Hmm."
Rae Bennett didn't move forward, "Actually, there are quite a lot of nice people you'll meet in the future."
Perhaps it was the word "future" that made Darcy Long space out for a moment.
Rae Bennett grabbed her and pulled her down.
She fell to the ground, a hard fall, too painful for her to stand up. She sat there crying, no longer holding back, weeping aloud.
Rae Bennett squatted down, "Stop crying."
If it were before, Rae Bennett would never believe that one day she would comfort a stranger who had trended on a Hot search with her boyfriend.
Darcy Long cried louder, hysterically, as though to vent all her dissatisfaction and grievances.
