When I didn't interrupt, he looked at me like a drowning man clutching at straws.
"She's not without talent, she just needs a chance. If you could help me get that internal recommendation..."
The drizzle fell against my face as I stood there, my gaze locked on David's face, remaining silent for a long time.
Back at the apartment, Jane had everything prepared.
Seeing my soaked and disheveled appearance, she anxiously hovered around me, trying my hair one moment, taking my temperature the next, then preparing hot water.
Clutching the residual warmth of my flu remedy, I finally leaned against Jane's shoulder and sobbed.
A bad relationship was like taking the wrong medicine that always triggered rejection at some point.
David's wholehearted support of Serena's dreams was the love I'd on
