"Don't go home. Please," Fendi begged, hugging me from behind, and kissing my shoulder sadly. I didn't move, still walking towards the door.

Fendi pulled my hand. "Lea, I love you," he said bitterly, gripping my hand tighter.

I rubbed the back of his hand gently. “Fen, you promised me. I have to go home," I said trying to remind him. Fendi slowly released his grip, I hesitantly moved away from him towards the door.

"May I borrow an umbrella?" I asked him before leaving. "I left my bag here. I'll get it tomorrow," I ordered as he handed me his black umbrella.

"Yaya..." he said softly as he called...