I knew exactly how tricky that question was – announcing a relationship after becoming famous?
Only a fool would sabotage their own career like that.
I didn’t expect Jameson to agree. After all, people are inherently self-serving.
Wasn’t my reason for picking up Jameson selfish to begin with?
But he still nodded and said yes.
I just laughed it off at the time and didn’t take it seriously.
It was the kind of thing you hear and forget. Taking it seriously would just be foolish.
Now, my finger hovered over that comment.
The words were there, real and undeniable, right in front of me.
He had truly kept his promise.
Jameson, you big fool.
Not long after, Jameson himself entered the fray.
[Waiting for her, not for some random flower.]
Those words were anything but subtle, delivering a direct blow.
Within minutes, Jameson’s comment was pushed to the top by his fans.
The replies under his comment were exactly what I had imagined earlier – full of support and blessings.
Jameson seemed to have plenty of time on his hands; he responded to each of his fans’ congratulatory messages with a “thank you.”
Soon, his comment section became a towering pile of replies.
I scrolled through them, not even finding it boring.
5
“Leslie, take your time. No need to rush back,” Coach Howard’s voice was just as warm and kind as always.
I smiled. “Okay, Coach. I’ll come see you at the training grounds once I’ve settled in for a couple of days.”
“No rush. You take it easy and have some fun first.”
I chuckled.
Professor Howard was my coach back when I was on the national team and the one who guided me on this path.
So when he recently started pestering me, saying I’d forgotten about him and urging me to visit, I had no choice but to agree.
But now that I was back, suddenly, he was in no hurry to see me.
What an unpredictable old man.
After hanging up the phone, I used one hand to prop myself up slightly, while the other hand gripped the key, trying to guide it into the keyhole.
This was an older neighborhood, with ivy climbing the walls.
It was also the same neighborhood where Jameson and I used to live, now mostly inhabited by the elderly.
The widespread use of the internet had rendered these old-fashioned mailboxes obsolete.
Like the lonely elderly residents, they had been abandoned and forgotten by time.
The strength in my single hand was unsteady, and my body wobbled.