We’re supposed to be in London today 12th of December for the English band concert but it was moved to Saturday. If I had to choose between that concert and Seaof’s birthday party, definitely I’ll go to watch the concert than attend this party.
Meeting his parents reminded me my purpose, the reason I had to use this man whom I thought I learned to love for real. I clearly know that it wasn’t his fault but it’s unfortunate for him that he’s the son who murdered my mother that caused my father’s suicide.
“Baby, you alright?” Seaof squeezed my hand “You’ve been staring into space for a while. Did my parents scared you that much?”
“Huh? Uh, no.” (I’m actually thinking of how to kill them at the moment.) giving him a faint smile “Your parents are quite nice, I thought they’re going to tell m
