CHAPTER 7

EVELYN

At this point I couldn't understand why this man looked so familiar, it doesn’t feel like this is my first time seeing him.

And I could see it in his eyes, too. He knows me. I walked closer to him as he took his eyes away from mine and whisk his drink.

Composure

“Have we met?” I asked him without beating around the bush.

“Have we met?” He asked me back with an icy voice, I noticed something in his eyes, pain?

Is he in pain?

“Are you alright, you don’t look fine?” I asked, feeling a little bit concerned. It wouldn’t be good if I’m found...