After leaving the party, Aya and Andres decided to just walk back to the mansion. They took the walking path, which was longer instead of the path they used earlier with the golf cart.
“Are you sure you want to walk?” Andres asked worriedly when he noticed Aya wobbling as she walks.
“Yeah,” Aya answered.
It’s a lie.
She wanted nothing but to float that moment. Walking on the uneven path in her stilettoes is pure torture. Not only does wearing high heels painful for her feet but the uneven path just added more pain to them.
Andres who has been watching her all this time sighed and halted his steps, the same time stopping Aya from walking. Aya looked at Andres with a confused look, especially when he went in front of her and crouched down.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Get on my b
