After the buzz online from Hera’s giveaway, the days passed relatively peacefully for her. Her routine beca repetitive—script readings, online classes, studying, and designing—without even once seeing the faces of her lovers.
They only kept in touch through constant check-in ssages. Because they were all extrely busy and wracked with guilt over not being able to spend ti with her, they flooded Hera with flowers and gifts.
Her living room now resembled a flower shop, overflowing with blooms of every kind. Amy was at a loss as to where to put the next batch.
And it wasn’t just flowers—there were luxurious gifts too: jewelry, designer bags, clothes, property deeds, equity shares, and more. Hera felt a headache brewing just thinking about how to deal with all of it if they kept this up.
Instead of texting each of them individually, Hera typed out one ssage, copied and pasted it a few tis—but quickly realized how tedious that was going to be. So, she did the smarter thing: she created a new group chat, added all of them in, and sent the ssage once. Problem solved.
[Hera: I truly appreciate all the gifts and flowers—you’ve all been incredibly sweet. But honestly, you don’t have to send sothing every single day. My entire living room is already overflowing with flowers, and the gifts are piling up like I’m starting a boutique. I can’t wear rings on all ten fingers or stack bracelets up to my elbows, you know!]
[Hera: I understand how busy you all are right now, and it’s okay—I miss you too. You’ve told more than once that you miss , and I believe you. But please don’t feel guilty for not being here. As much as we value each other, we also need to value our careers, and I’m okay with that.]
[Dave: Sweetheart, don’t you love anymore? Have you grown tired of ?]
[Dave: (ˊ͈ ᐞ ˋ͈ ƪ)]
[Leo: Wifey ｡･ﾟﾟ･(>⌓
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