M Continent Dance Theater
Stella Edwards had just finished her performance and stepped off the stage when she was handed a bouquet of roses backstage.
Seeing the roses, those around her joked, "Stella, did your boyfriend send flowers again?"
With the roses in her hand, a joy grew in Stella's heart as she laughed and said, "Nonsense, he's not my boyfriend."
"Not your boyfriend, yet he sends flowers for every performance, roses at that," quipped a young girl nearby.
"If not a boyfriend, he must be an admirer. Stella, you're irresistible. He's been pursuing you for so long. Every time you're in the M Continent, right after your performance, there's always a flower waiting for you."
Stella chuckled, a soft twinkling in her eyes.
The man was neither her boyfriend nor had he ever shown intentions of courting her.
He was simply very kind to her.
"If he's impressive and decent, I might consider it. I'm at an age to entertain a relationship."
