"Are you okay?" He asked me.

I nodded. "Just nervous." I answer.

I looked around the venue. It's been years since I've been to grand hotel events.

"Don't worry, you're with me," he said then held my hand.

Even though I wanted to remove his hand, I couldn’t because I needed a clamp now.

How many times have I thought about going there? First of all, I haven’t been successful so it’s embarrassing to go. Second, I just remember everything that happened bad to me in the past. Third, I will see my old friend again, Bea.

Somehow I missed him. Ning probably didn't see you either. I shouldn't be...