NOT GIVING UP ON FOREVER

Chapter 83

No matter how many times Anna called, no matter how much she wrote, there was no way she could reach Randall. She was going insane from suffering, praying that Randall would take pity on her and pick up the phone at last.

She bombarded Bernardo with messages. He only answered once, saying that Randall had gone to China alone, without him. They had a big fight about it because Bernardo had a job to do. Randall didn't want to wait until his friend's vacation and left in a hurry, burning bridges behind him.

Though Teo wrote, the messages were cold. He answered dryly and distantly as if he were a bot. The sentences were scored, that everything was fine, work was fine, and the music was okay. But there was nothing in these words.

Anna believed that she had hurt him so much that he was just being polite and forcing himself to keep in touch with her. Only respectful manners prevented him from sending her away and telling her what garbage of a person she was to him. However, Anna continued to write to him every day, and he answered, with long delays, making her check the phone several times a day in vain.

At the end of the week, the phone rang, and Anna, running out of the bathroom wet, rushed to answer, believing it was Randall or Teo.

But it was Mark.

Seeing his name on the screen, Anna hastily wiped her face and hands with a towel and answered:

"Mark?"

"Anna!" a familiar voice said. "Anna!"

"Mark! Hi!" she smiled as she continued drying herself. "Your girlfriend is annoying."

They laughed.

"Why, thank you! I just found out, in a fight, by the way, that you called me a week ago."

"Oh," Anna snorted, putting on her robe. "Why don't I look surprised."

"Where are you? How are you?"

"I returned to the capital. All is good! Back to work!"

"You weren't fired?"

"No!"

"Great!" Mark laughed, pleased to hear her voice again.

"Where are you? Can we meet tonight? I have so much to tell you!"

"Emm. No, it won't work! I'm in London!"

"You what?"

"I'm in London!" he repeated proudly. "I moved!"

"Why didn't you tell me? Ah, yes." Anna slapped her forehead. "Wait, you moved??"

"Oh, yes! I was promoted and offered a job with the British dep of my company, and I accepted it!"

"That's great news, Mark!" the girl gasped in admiration. "But why did you bring that diva with you?"

"You mean Emily?" Mark laughed with a hit of scorn. "She's my secretary actually, and she's been transferred, too. She is a beneficial team member."

"Sure, she is."

"Don't be so grumpy! I suppose you and Randall are together now? You went after him like a rocket, and I'm sure you found him!"

"I did find him." Anna's eyes filled with tears, and all desire to tell Mark the details immediately disappeared. "Well, I thought we'd go out one evening and have a chat."

"There! Life is crazy, huh?" Mark retorted. "I'm sure we'll see each other again. I have found you again, my dear Anna! You're back in touch!"

"Yes, of course." She smiled. "Wow, London! Mark, you're so cool! I dream of London!"

"Do come!"

"I will, one day!"

Emilia's voice was heard in the background.

"Okay, let's talk later! Okay?" Mark asked timidly.

"Of course," Anna said, and they hung up.

London!...

Had she lost even a friend forever?