Chapter115

#Chapter115

Late Than Never-02

Finally, I was in. Relief washed over me. Westley’s voice was like a melody to me. She hadn’t seen me yet. Her focus was on her book. I slowly marched forward, but there was no single empty chair, and most of the audiences were standing. Since I was taller than most people around her, I could still see her even from a distance.

Pride and relief swamped over me. This was where she exactly belonged, inspiring her readers to embrace what they love, their true colors, and to be true to themselves. Despite making mistakes, there was always a new beginning, and she just started hers.

When she was done, she smiled and gave the mic to the emcee.

/"We will take a few questions from the audience. Then we will move on to the book signing./"

I raised my hand, but I was at the back, and there was no chance she could choose me.