Furthermore, many classmates from the university would attend Julia's wedding. It was inevitable that some of them knew Flynn. What if they caused trouble for Queenie?

Later, Julia told Henry, and he said that Queenie shouldn't keep avoiding things. She had to be strong and courageous to face the future and face herself properly. Julia thought it made sense and decided to break the news.

"Yes, I think so too. The three of us lived together for four years. We can't miss each other's wedding. Besides, the news would eventually spread. Once Queenie found out that you didn't invite her, she'd be upset. Although your intentions were good, it'd hurt our friendship."

I wanted to say more, but Julia cut me off abruptly, saying, "Lulu, my husband's back. Talk to you later. Bye." Looking at the darkened screen, I felt a pang of annoyance. I sent a message to scold her for being heartless.

After waiting for a while and not getting a response, I went to sleep, feeling lonely.

In the middle of the night, as I slept soundly, a warm body pressed up against me from behind. I groggily found my wrists being held by someone. When I woke up in the morning, there was still a faint musky scent lingering in the room, but the space beside me had long been empty.

Rubbing my sore hand, I stared at my hand blankly for a long time. I had to strengthen my body and improve my resistance to stress.

When I went out of the bedroom, I found a large bag of snacks on the dining table, with yogurt among them. There was a note underneath the bag that wrote, "It was so comfortable last night. Thank you, darling.

"Your boyfriend has to leave early. Remember to eat well. Call or text me if you need anything. I'll reply promptly when I see it."

The sweet and sour taste of the yogurt calmed my taste buds and suppressed the panic in my heart. I couldn't help but disdain my own action of overthinking things. After all, he was one of the men who loved me in this world. How could he do something that would upset me?

Since Andrew had disappeared from our lives, Aunt Laura hadn't come over again. Now, Queenie and I had breakfast at home, and we settled our own lunch and dinner.

As for why Andrew disappeared, where he went, and why he didn't even say goodbye, we knew nothing of it.

Queenie didn't look too good in the morning. I asked her to rest and went to the kitchen to make my specialty, scrambled eggs.

When I came out of the kitchen, Queenie was discussing with Julia about her wedding.

During their conversation, I carefully observed Queenie's expression, fearing that she might be upset.

But it turned out that I was overly concerned. Not only did she not show any signs of distress, but she also seemed somewhat excited.

While eating the scrambled eggs, I would occasionally glance at Queenie, trying to confirm whether her nonchalance was genuine or not.

Queenie caught me glancing at her and tapped the side of my plate with her spoon. "What's up? Just say whatever you want. Don't keep glancing all the time. You're making me think that you're falling in love with me."

Her eyes were clear, and her smile was natural without a hint of being forced.

"Queenie, I'm finally seeing the Queenie from four years ago. That's so wonderful." I took a sip of the coffee. "We were worried about you. We were afraid that the news of Julia's wedding would..."

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