Lance watched Yvette leave with rapt attention.
It was only an inch away, but it felt like they were separated by a galaxy.
Lance understood that there was nothing that remained unchanged. Even if people were so close to each other, there would be a day when they would become completely unfamiliar.
At this moment, Lance could only see the side of Yvette's face. The face that Lance yearned for day and night was getting further and further away from him until it disappeared again.
Lance lowered his eyes. He put his hands into his pockets and then clenched his fists hard.
Lance would make Yvette return to him.
...
It was then the next day.
After Yvette came back from the studio, Yvette saw that Belle was having fun with a middle-aged woman.
Belle was honey-tongued. Belle was calling that woman Lydia. The woman was so happy that her mouth could not close.
It could be seen that Lydia really liked Belle.
