UNKNOWN’S POV:
As I poured my CHATEAU D’YQUEM in a crystal glass and rested my head against the leather couch, I took a sip of the hardcore liquid that tasted sweet-tangy, and bitter, just like inner me. Those eyes and that luscious hair. It’s midnight and she didn't come back. I thought she would recognize but she didn’t. I waited down the spiral stairs and the glass window but she was not anywhere. A smile crept on my face, painful indeed, realizing that I was acting like a hormonal teenager.
My eyes huddled with sleep as I tried to keep them wide open for her arrival and when I was about to land myself in the valley of dream where she was mine and I was his, there was a knock. I snapped out of the lucid reality as I stumbled to the wooden door. As I gazed out of the window that was b
