He walked in straight to the bartender and order for a glass of Martini while sitting down, it's been long he visited the bar maybe three years ago with his best friend, he has been so overwhelmed with work, that his life has been in triangle.

From home to work, back to home everyday, he looked around as he sipped his drink, nodding his head slowly to the music playing softly.

Daylan admire the artistic drawings on the wall, Looking at those discussing and dancing.

Part of his heart wished he was there with his fiancee, he quickly brushed that thoughts off.

He was enjoying himself while on his third...