CHAPTER 63. SCARED

RYDER

I couldn't say a word, I didn't move either. My feet seemed to have stuck at a spot, all I could do was stare at them.

The thumping of my heart against the walls of my chest could be heard from a thousand miles. I was perplexed down to my marrows. Weak and perplexed.

Earlier today, I had a lot of imagination about this night. I pictured it to be fun, like a date night for Hara and I. We have random discussions over sweet wines, have a slow dance on the dancefloor, get to introduce her to my acquaintances, and then close off the night...