Chapter 8: The Fastest Way to Become a Successful Fan (8)
“Milady, did you sleep at all?” Anne came to my room early in the morning with a basin full of water. Her tired eyes widened when she saw me, and she asked in a horrified whisper.
But of course, I couldn’t sleep a wink. I spent the entire night staring at the flower crown on the table as if it was a holy artifact from the temple. I knew my eyes would be bloodshot by now.
“I just didn’t feel sleepy….”
“Sheesh! I mean, I know how you feel, but you really should have gotten some shut-eye…,” said Anne in worry.
I’d been walking on sunshine ever since Abel gave me a return gift yesterday. I’d been fangirling for many years in my life, but it was the first time my bias rewarded me for my efforts.
I’d heard of idols posting pictures of gifts they received from their fans on their social media accounts, but that kind of miracle had never happened to me before. I was never a ‘successful fan.’
