~Selina~
Dawin insisted that I have a coffee with him, but I denied with the excuse that I was working. He requested another way for me to make it up to him, and that was when he suggested that I give him my contact.
I wanted to reject him, not only because I didn't want to involve myself in any drama in Las Vegas but also because I didn't want to be too familiar with a stranger.
“Don't worry, it will just be a casual evening hangout at a café; that will be your way of paying me back for helping you,” he jokingly said, grinning with a genuine smile on his face, his white teeth shone with the bright chandelier. His aura was very friendly that I couldn't even refuse him.
I sighed before I agreed to hand over my contact to him; he took the paper from me, thanked me, and promised to reac
