Chapter 80

Zoey's fingertips were red from the cold. She didn't know if it was the freezing air or the chilly breeze, but her hands were shaking slightly. It was as if her wrist had become dislocated, and she couldn't hold her phone properly. Her vision became blurry, and she felt utterly miserable. Her heart felt like a void. The speakers near the ceiling were still blaring out a reminder.

"The performance is about to begin. Would the audience please enter the venue in an orderly manner."

Zoey quickly snapped back to reality and replied Laurence sensibly, "Okay. It's okay. Do what you have to do."

She felt as if she had used up all her energy typing those few words. Zoey switched her phone off and gripped the tickets as she walked toward the entrance. Being alone was no big deal. His not showing up was no big deal either. Laurence was always busy, and it was no surprise that he couldn't make time at short notice. Zoey kept consoling herself, telling herself that it was no big deal. It was no big