|| VALENTINA's POV ||

" James!!!", I gasped in surprise, looking at the guy who was my savior once. He grinned big up at me, getting on his steps to pull me into his bear hug. I met James a year back at the bar. I was a rookie back at that time, and was harassed by gamblers. Then James appeared like my knight armor, saved me from them and even helped to send them to the cops.

We became close friends after chatting up and even contacted each other many times in the previous months. However after he went abroad, we lost touch. James was a professional designer and...