"La, I''ve watched you grow up, and I know that you are a great young woman. This is just an ident, and you only got unlucky. You didn''t mean for any of this to happen, so we don''t me you for it. Don''t apologize to me. Stay and share lunch with us. I will start cooking now."


    "I can help," La said.


    "It''s fine. My husband can help. Just rest. You''ve just been discharged yourself, haven''t you? Have you recovered?"


    "Yeah, or my parents would have never let me out," La said.


    "That''s good... If you ended up like Eric, we would be even more devastated," Mrs. Santos said, feeling slightly better. "Why don''t you watch some television while you wait?"


    La did not want to watch television and said, "Can I stay in Eric''s room for a while?"


    "Sure!" Mrs. Santos said.


    Eric had brought La here before, so she knew exactly which room belonged to him.


    La was the only female apart from Mrs. Santos who had entered Eric''s room as he rarely invited any woman over.


    Since he had other properties, he would often invite his friends there instead, and the ones he invited to his home were extremely close friends.


    While Mr. and Mrs. Santos headed into the kitchen, La walked toward Eric''s room.


    Eric would live with his parents from time to time every other month, but Mrs. Santos cleaned his room every single day regardless.


    La pushed the door open and noticed that everything inside the room remained exactly the same as she remembered.


    The disy cab she had in her room was an idea she had copied from Eric''s room.


    There were a few disy cabs in his room, and they were all filled with trophies.


    These were proof of Eric''s hard work throughout the years, and he was the only one who knew just how


    much he had suffered on his path to sess.


    She strolled past the cabs and studied each of the trophies before walking over to the study table by the window.


    There


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    part of and a few books he had as gifts from others.


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    Feeling tired, she sat down on the chair and noticed aptop and an iPad on the table.


    The iPad was rather old and formed a distinctparison with theptop, which was thetest model.


    Feeling as though she had seen the iPad before, she picked it up to turn it on, only for the screen to light up immediately.


    Surprised that the iPad was not locked, she went to the menu and realized that the iPad had beenunched quite a few years back. She opened the album and saw her photos.From N?velDrama.Org.


    As she scrolled through the photos a blush colored her cheeks. She was the one who had taken the photos, and she had even forced Erioto take them with her.


    She then came across some of the videos of her, and memories came shing back to her.


    Eric had been the one to hire specialists to teach her how to sing and dance.