Chapter 4

[Farewell to the World, 2024.5.21, 10:01 PM—"I Love You" Was the Hardest Thing to Say]

At the concert, light sticks were going wild.

Chloe was holding the camera, but she wasn't filming Peter.

Instead, she focused on me, waving my light stick frantically.

"Hey, slow down, princess. You're gonna shake your wig off," Chloe said.

I tugged my mask down a little. "It's fine, I checked it a million times when I put it on. Besides, doesn't my makeup look pretty good tonight? You can't tell I'm sick at all, right?"

Chloe smiled, but her voice caught with a sob.…