Arthur's Point of View
After dropping Summer off at her house, I returned to my office. Because I was too embarrassed to ask Alvin to help me with my task, I decided that I would work through the remainder of the night.
"Aren't you tired, Mr. Arthur?" Alvin then handed me a cup of coffee.
"No, not really,"
I was thinking about Damon and Sia; perhaps I shouldn't let them meet? I noticed Sia's discomfort when she saw her ex-boyfriend.
"You're thinking about Ms. Moore's ex, aren't you?"
"How'd you know?"
"It's written all over your face,"
"Maybe I shouldn't let them see each other right?"
"Well I guess so, I was just doing what you told me to do, Mr."
I recall how I first met Damon. When I was researching Sia's background, I also looked into her previous relationships, which has h
