A faint disappointment surfaced in my mind.
I thought I had gotten used to his broken appointments during the time we had been together, whether it was love, sadness, anger this time and again missed appointments, changed into the numbness now.
But maybe it’s because he’s changed a bit lately, and my heart floats once again with a glimmer of hope.
I laughed inwardly at my own amorality. I should have known better, he probably hasn’t changed at áll.
Just as I was about to leave, a group of photographers and reporters surrounded me.
Journalists, who hadn’t paid much attention to me before, were now eager to talk to me, their cameras flashing nonstop.
Fans who had watched my performance were asking for autographs and photos, their faces lit up with excitement.
“Sister, you were amazing!” a young girl shouted, her eyes shining with admiration.
“You were so beautiful when you played!” another said, holding out a program for me to sign.
“Can I be as good as you someday?” a boy asked, his voice full of hope.
“And how are you so pretty?” a woman laughed, holding her phone up for a selfie.
I smiled warmly, taking the pen someone handed me, and began signing autographs.
My wrist started to ache from all the signing, but I didn’t mind.
These people truly cared about my music, and I wanted to show them I cared too.
I answered their questions and posed for photos, enjoying every moment.
As I smiled for yet another picture, I noticed a photographer getting too close.
His camera was right in my face, the flash nearly blinding me.
I turned away, trying to shield my eyes.
Just then, I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist, pulling me into a firm embrace.
I looked up to see Leo, his expression serious and protective.
“My Luna is turning into a big star now,” he joked, though I could hear a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Before I could respond, Leo signaled to his bodyguards, who quickly made a path through the crowd.
He held me close as we made our way to the car, his presence making me feel safe.
Once we reached the ear, Leo leaned in and kissed me softly. I nudged him gently, “I thought you were gone.”
“I said I’d be here for you, and I won’t go back on my word.” He said, his voice hopeful. “Can we go back to the pack now?“
The sense of loss in my heart gradually dissipated, but on my face I still said lightly, “I will have my own arrangements for the next few days, and I should be very busy then.”
Leo sighed but nodded.
“I’ll be waiting,” he said, his eyes full of warmth and love.
The next day, after I got home, I received a call from a TV station.
They wanted me to appear on a talk show to discuss how I felt about winning the Serevia International Piano
Competition.
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It was a great opportunity, and I couldn’t say no.
The competition had made me a public figure, and I needed to take advantage of that.
As the days went on, the media buzz only grew.
News outlets exposed the scandals involving Aria, who had tried to ruin my victory.
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