Oh!
Felina Crosby, what did you say?
Michael left, devastated. Felina was consumed by guilt. She didn't want to hurt him, but her heart was so full of anger that she felt like she would explode if she didn't vent.
Bad Felina!
Felina threw herself on the bed, crying in regret and sorrow. Suddenly, the phone rang. She quickly wiped her tears, cleared her throat, and answered the call,
"Hello, Mr. Alex."
"Hi, Felina. The director said... wait, have you been crying?" Alex's words stopped abruptly. He had sensitively detected the girl's low mood.
Felina instinctively covered up, "Oh, no, no, no. I just coughed."
"Your voice is hoarse." Alex pointed out the problem sharply, "You were fine this morning."
Felina responded evasively, "I'm really fine."
Alex softened his voice, his t
