In the crisscross of lights, Annie suddenly turned her head, and across the crowd, our eyes met.
This scene caught Lucas' eye, and his smile instantly froze.
I smiled, raising the folder in my hand as if to say, "Thanks for the parting gift. I'm finally free. I don't owe the Crawford family or you anything."
The reporters lingered, leaving me stuck at the door, unable to move forward.
Since I hadn't eaten breakfast, my hypoglycemia kicked in.
What I held in my hands felt like a boulder.
Lucas was indeed special to Annie.
I had known Annie for so long, aware of countless suitors, yet the only one she seriously dated was Lucas.
They were well-matched, their bond deep. Even missing two years wouldn't affect them.
From now on, it's Lucas who'll be by Annie's side.
I slowly crouched down to catch my breath, waiting for the reporters to disperse.
A pair of black high heels stopped in front of me. I looked up and met Annie's gaze.
She was always humble and polite to outsiders, but when she turned away from the reporters and faced me, her smile seemed like a sun hidden by clouds.
"Hypoglycemic? Or is it your stomach?" She asked.