Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Jennifer clenched her teeth, resolved not to let Florn continue to triumph.

Wasn’t she very affectionate with her boyfriend? Then she would steal him away.

Jennifer was confident. She was almost as beautiful as Flora, and her family was wealthier. Winning over her penniless boyfriend would be a piece of cake.

In the spotlight, Rafael finally took the stage.

Darkness enveloped the stage.

A single beam of light illuminated his figure, adding a touch of solitude and chill

As the music began, so did his movement. Every move was executed flawlessly, and everyone in the audience could feel the explosive power within him.

From despair and breakdown to a forceful tumaround, the power of his heart wrenching roar left everyone breathless. They were captivated by the man on stage.

Rafael’s dance was as natural as it was wild.

He had once been criticized by peers, claiming his dance was too dark for the big screen.

However, Rafael was a beacon for many. His soul–striking dance lifted many from their abyss. His dance seemed to possess a magic, confronting the audience with their deepest insecurities. It might lead to breakdowns and heart–wrenching sobs, but after facing it they would heel.

“Ah! Rafael! Rafael! We love you!”

“Ahl Rafael!”

“Rafael!”

The entire crowd screamed their hearts out. Their voices choked with excitement.

Kaylee also cried, struggling to catch her breath. Usually reserved, she screamed until her voice was nearly gone.

Flora was shocked by the person on stage. It was her first time attending a live concert, experiencing the power Rafael, as a star, brought to his fans.

“Do you find it too noisy?” She turned to Connor,

He usually disliked such scenes.

The music and cheers was blending together, so Connor didn’t hear Flora’s words. He leaned in closer, his lips near her ear asking. “What?”

Flora also leaned in, shouting, 1 said, do you find it too noisy and uncomfortable?” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Connor did find it somewhat headache–inducing. Usually, he preferred classical music and opera. This kind of thing, popular among young girls, was a bit much for him.

“Till go to the restroom.” He said gently.

Flora nodded, “Go ahead.”

Outside, the deafening noise diminished significantly.

Connor walked towards the restroom. A woman suddenly appeared, blocking his path.

“Do you remember me?” Jennifer stared at the man in front of her, her heart racing

The man, just coming from the lively concen, had a slightly flushed face. His lips, slightly pursed, bore a hint of restraint. His handsome features, cold and sharp, seemed meticulously crafted by God, refined and captivating.

Connor remembered that she was Flora’s classmate, but they were on bad terms. He didn’t even glance at her, walking past her. Jennifer had never been so ignored. Her face immediately tumed sour.

Fuming, she shouted after Connor’s fetreating figure, “Hey! Do you know what Flora has been doing behind your back at school?”

Connor paused.

Jennifer was thrilled. She knew no man could be indifferent to this.