Can’t Win Me Back

“Cyrus, what’s wrong?” Lauren asked with concern when she noticed his expression.

“Nothing. Let’s keep going,” Cyrus replied with a forced smile.

He draped his arm over Lauren’s shoulder without fully touching her as they moved forward with the crowd, all the while discreetly scanning their surroundings like radar.

At that moment, his phone buzzed in his pocket.

Cyrus took it out and looked at the screen, only to see a text message containing just four words. “Don’t panic. It’s me.”

His sharp eyes slightly narrowed, and his tense heart relaxed.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the crowd, Landon stood in a corner. Despite keeping a low profile, his tall and handsome figure still caught the attention of those around him.

Amidst the lively atmosphere filled with joy and laughter, Landon appeared lonely and desolate, like an elderly man in his twilight years.

and Lauren closely, never

Cyrus’ care, had a bright smile. Seeing this, Landon felt as if a flower was blooming

gazed intently as Lauren’s figure gradually blurred, fading even the hint of tenderness that lingered at

he knew it was Angelina approaching. He suppressed his strong emotions

me she wanted a normal life. I never understood what a normal life was, but

and quickly

too late to win

for a good time—like Cyrus is

hoarse like a whisper. “I thought

What she wanted.

he did ask before, but amidst her repeated answers of “I want to be with you”, he

Landon, let’s get a bit closer,” Angelina

lips and ultimately shook his