Rosalyn wore a knee-length full-sleeved dress and went downstairs to meet the guests. Her steps halted when her eyes met with a pair of cold brown eyes. He was in a shirt and jeans with a leather jacket and shoes. The first question which came to her mind was, what is he doing here? He could not be our guests, could he? She shifted her eyes and found her parents were talking with other couples there. She did not know many of them, but she recognized those people were Rosalyn's parents' business partners and friends. Her friend Erica was there. Seeing her, she stood up from her seat. Approaching Rosalyn, she smiled and asked, "How are you feeling now, Rose? I heard what happened to you in school."
Rosalyn was in a daze. Her eyes were still fixed on that brown-eyed and the dark-haired boy w
