Lydia's Pov

The evening has been so far wonderful and I feel terrific sitting by Mr. Good-looking in black suit wearing a conspicuous smile. I couldn't help myself but smile along innately. Making him notice my joy would make him think in a way I do not relate to.

I have trying to avoid him for some time now because he was gradually making Mr lose control of himself He has his way of doing it, I hate, I hate it and sometimes I begin to feel different towards him.

And after the heartbroken words of Lina, I feel he needs me that I imagined. And I came to understand...