LXXXIV
VIVI'S FLIGHT TO PARIS is today.
Laia wasn't able to sleep yesterday, with the guilty feeling that she had from keeping her real thoughts and how she felt about the whole situation from her friends and the idea of Samuel having to ghost her to keep her from his father's clutches or whatever bad plans the Senator had in store.
Or maybe Laia's just trying to make the asshole the good guy in her train of thoughts-- hoping that he will return to her one day and explain everything because as silly and naive as someone may call her, the girl is sure that if he came back to her she would still end up welcoming him back with open arms.
"I see her over there in the departure area!" Brie exclaims, pulling Laia by her wrist towards the direction of where she presumably saw Vivi.
The two were currently in the airport and had been trying to find Vivi for the last five minutes after they arrived just ten minutes before Vivi's flight.