Cliry’s POV

"Cliry, aren’t you hungry? It’s already late in the afternoon and yet you have not eaten any." Victoria said. I’ve been busy dialing Wilford’s phone number, but he is unreachable.

"Don’t think of Wilford that much. I know he can win again against his enemy. " She moved closer to me then tapped my shoulder.

I sighed. It is easy for her to say, but I can’t help but worry. Given the fact that he can make it, what if something bad happens to him? such an injury? Or will he accidentally bump into something, then forget me again? I can’t take that. No, not this time. We...