"What are you thinking? It's just a meal, why call it a date?"
Seeing her forehead full of sweat, Ava Kent took a tissue from her bag and wiped it for her, "Why are you sick? What's going on now, is it serious?"
"It's just a bit of a fever, don't worry, I'm fine."
Mia Burton hugged Ava Kent's arm and leaned her head against her.
Compared to the physical symptoms, what bothered her more were those words from Abigail Moore.
Knowing that she was upset, Ava Kent gently comforted her, "People who are not meant to be on the same path, even if you try to pull them back, you can't. It's not your fault, no need to beat yourself up."
"Ava, do you also think my behavior tonight was foolish?"
Mia Burton sniffled, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes onto Ava Kent's clothes, "I just... didn't want her to suffer losses, but she felt that I offended the director just now and wanted to drag her down with me to bear the consequences."
