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[A/N: Mature content below.]

When Alisha went to use the bathroom after waking up from her evening nap and with Logan having been gone for almost an hour, Mrs. Llendar gathered her courage to begin a conversation with Hana, who she sat with.

"Sorry," she said. "C-can I ask you a personal question?"

Hana smiled at her. "Sure." But she didn't know if she could answer another related question regarding her relationship with the Hart family. She had lied through her teeth the entire time when she had talked with Mrs. Llendar about her connection with Logan's brother, telling the same story she had told to Alisha—she met Hugo near the end of her high school graduation, traveled with him, became close friends, and he helped her when she had Lucas, especially by agreeing to be Lucas's father by name. When she was spurting these lies, she had to force herself to not look and care about how Logan felt as he listened.

Because she knew she'd regret it if she saw his reaction.

Mrs. Llendar fidgeted around.

Seeing this, Hana believed her question might be something she couldn't possibly ask in public.

"U-umm," stuttered the pregnant lady. "There's a real reason why I came here today."

Hana tried to not look shocked.

If Mrs. Llendar wasn't here for her husband, then was it for some other guy? And why was she telling her about this possible affair?

Mrs. Llendar, to Hana, may be a clumsy, whimsical, and optimistic lady, but was she dumb enough to expose her affair to a random stranger she had just met three hours ago? And what about herself? What would she do if she was told of the possible affair? In fact, what was she supposed to do if she was told of it? Not only that, but she had seen how the Llendar couple act when they were together.

When Mr. Llendar saw his wife, his face brightened, and he became a completely different person. He turned sweet and became much more...husband-like. He hugged her lots, and with no shame—although he shouldn't feel any—he bent down and kissed his wife's bulging belly while rubbing it. That wasn't enough either. He let the people on set have a thirty-minute rest because he wanted to read a story to his unborn child.

It was here where Hana shamed herself for questioning Mr. Llendar and judging him as a pedophile when, really, he adored kids because he would have his first child in less than a month from now. Although she sat far from the Llendar couple, at times, she'd catch herself glancing back to the sweet-smitten couple, who continuously laughed in joy and caressed each other in a manner like a flirtatious couple who had just started dating instead of the actuality that they had been married for fifteen years.

"U-umm..." Mrs. Llendar continued, "I-I came here for you."

Hana turned blank. "For...me?"

Mrs. Llendar slightly blushed and nodded.

There was a paused silence between them.

Hana didn't want to make this even more awkward, so she broke the silence with, "O-oh, h-how sweet of you!"

Mrs. Llendar blushed even more. "I don't know if you're the right person...but it has to be you." Mrs. Llendar gritted her teeth and instantly covered one of Hana's hands. She then calmly asked, "H-how was your pregnancy with Lucas?"

*

Hana's phone lit up via a text message from Logan asking the same question in the last two minutes regarding her whereabouts. She didn't bother to answer it, especially after an awkward discussion about her "pregnancy" with Lucas between her and Mrs. Llendar. She was so overwhelmed—way more than when she had spurted lies about her relationship with Hugo—so she had come to rest in Lucas's fitting room for peace without telling anyone. Not even Alisha, who had been watching how the staff built the stage and other impromptu stagecraft. Since Alisha's a builder herself, she was awed by it and had forgotten about her friends or her intention.

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