Chapter 277 Do You Like That Sea of Flowers?

Leona's POV As he turned around, I hurriedly left. I didn't know why, but my heart was pounding badly. The images in my memory weren't all that beautiful, yet they stirred a sense of longing in me. That girl was me, I instinctively believed. This kind of love was wrong, but why had I been so happy back then? Even after noticing that the boy had thrown away the flowers I had carefully prepared… I couldn't quite understand myself. That night, I had a nightmare. In the dream, I was locked in a small room. A group of people in white coats walked toward me, holding syringes. I screamed desperately, but no sound came out. When I woke up early the next morning, I was utterly exhausted. But then, I remembered something even more serious. Because I had been too nervous yesterday, I had actually forgotten to tell Mr. Z about Marcus' injury. I tapped my head in frustration. I decided to take advantage of delivering breakfast today to report it to him in person. Would he be angry?