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"I wanna be, be your lover, I'll run to you… ooh…"
As the accompaniment faded, Sienna Thornton bowed to the audience, carefully making her way off the stage with the help of her elbow crutch.
She returned to her seat and suddenly noticed Simon Forrester, dressed in a suit, watching her from across the room. After a brief moment of surprise, she collected herself and walked gracefully towards him, asking, "How did you know I was here?"
Simon Forrester raised his phone and scoffed, "Share your real-time location next time."
"Wishful thinking…" Sienna muttered softly, placing one hand on the bar and steadying herself on the high stool with the other, planning to sit down starting with her right side.
At that moment, Simon Forrester reached out, grabbed her arms, and lifted her onto the chair.
"Thank you," she adjusted herself, moved the yellow cocktail in front of her to one side, and greeted the bartender, "Another Margarita, please."
Simon Forrester: "I just ordered that."
