Lily's POV:
I extended my hand to Grayson, allowing him to guide me off the stage.
Together, we strolled to the terrace outside the restaurant. The snowy mountains stood serenely, their silence a stark contrast to the earlier bustle. Soon, the peaks would be bathed in the golden glow of the sunset. I encountered some fans, their enthusiasm both delighting and flustering me. I assured them I'd pour my heart into the competitions, and they showered me with encouragement.
After they drifted away, I nestled closer to Grayson, soaking in the tranquil view, but I was gambling on Brad showing up out of his unyielding competitive streak, betting that he was the kind of person who only cherished what he couldn't have.
Yet, all that met my gaze were the mountains, standing solitary and silent. T
