"Could it be a misunderstanding?"
Holly Winslow had a feeling Chris Chaucer wasn't that kind of guy; he just didn't seem like the type.
But Iris Kensington only trusted what she had seen. "I saw it with my own eyes, Holly. I'm breaking up with him."
"Where are you? I'll come find you."
Holly Winslow was worried something might happen to her all alone in another city. Luckily, B-City was close to Yarrow City, only a two or three-hour flight away.
Iris Kensington sniffled. "I'm at the airport. My flight is at 2:50."
"Holly, let's go to karaoke today. Get Anna to come along, too."
"I need to vent, and then I'm going back to beat the crap out of Chris Chaucer and break up with him."
Hearing this, Holly Winslow didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In the end, she nodded. "Okay. Don't wander off after you land. We'll come pick you up. And stop crying."
"Holly, don't you bring—"
