My Royal Lesson (Kingdom University, #4)

Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Finding Comfort

I wasn't sure how I managed to walk away from that place. My eyes were stinging from the tears. My heart felt like it was being torn apart. I wanted to explain everything to them but I was afraid. Too afraid to even call their names.

This was supposed to be my last day as an administrator. This day was supposed to be freeing. But it turned out this would be the day I'd lose everything I treasure.

"I-I'm sorry . . ." I mumbled as I trudged purposelessly.

I just wanted to disappear. I wanted to get away from here.

My feet steered me away from the building, but I started hearing students around me. I wished I had my cap to conceal my face because my tears weren't stopping. I kept my gaze on the ground, hoping nobody would see that I was crying . . . but I almost stumbled when I bumped into someone.

"S-sor—"

"Angel . . ."

I abruptly looked at him when I heard that familiar voice. His gaze met mine and he looked surprised when he saw my face.

"What happened . . ."

Before he could finish his question, I hang onto his shirt, and bawled my eyes out. I felt so alone that I thought I wouldn't have anyone to hold onto.

I didn't know how long I was clinging onto him. The next thing I knew, he was already draping a jacket over me. He held my wrist and gently pulled me along with him.

All I could see were the grass and pavement since I was too scared to lift my head up. I wasn't sure how long we were walking but he abruptly stopped that I bumped into his back. Despite the creeping fear, I carefully looked around and realized we were in front of a café.

He pulled me inside and we went to the farthermost table from the door. He pulled out the chair and let me sit while he went to the counter.

Realizing that I was in a café made it more painful. Gisel and I were supposed to go to a café later, but I knew that wouldn't happen anymore.

King placed a glass of water in front of me and sat on his chair. Despite my throat getting hoarse and dry, I remained still and just stared at the glass.

"If you're going to cry, please keep yourself hydrated," he said.

His comment made me smile a little despite the tears coming out of my eyes. He sounded concerned but the way he worded it was kind of logical.

I drew a deep breath and reached for the glass. Gulping down the water, I realized how thirsty I was. I had been crying for almost an hour and the heat worsened it.

He let me calm down and minded his own business, which I was really grateful for.

"S-sorry . . ." I mumbled after minutes of silence.

He looked with a confused expression. "For what?"

"F-for . . . bothering you . . ."

"You aren't bothering me," he reasoned.

"But . . ."

He flashed a subtle smile. "At least, now, you've calmed down."

I stared at him, wondering what would happen if I didn't bump into him a while ago. Surely, I'd be in the home page for—

Ah. The portal. Despite quitting, my mind was still lingering there, especially after what happened earlier.

"Tiffany Damian . . ."