Wake Up From Your Delusion, Alana

Terrance's footsteps were cautious as he approached Calvin, his expression a mixture of concern and apprehension. Leaning in close, he spoke in a hushed tone, his words a gentle plea. "Calvin, perhaps you shouldn't do this. I can help you save face and leave the charity event early if you'd like," he offered, his voice laced with genuine concern for Calvin's well-being.

Calvin met Terrance's gaze with a grateful nod, acknowledging his friend's genuine concern. "Thank you for your offer, Terrance, but I've made up my mind," he replied softly, his tone resolute.

Terrance sighed softly, his shoulders sagging with resignation. "Very well, Calvin. If you're certain," he conceded reluctantly, realizing the futility of dissuading Calvin from his decision.

Despite Terrance's concerns, Calvin remained steadfast in his resolve. He saw the auction not just as an opportunity to acquire valuable items, but also as an investment in his medical and cultivation skills. With the knowledge he gained fr