Sia's point of view
"You're alive?" Arthur gasped.
Margaret Green showed up for the party, which shocked me. It has been a year since Arthur informed me that she had passed away and that he was in mourning. Her death anniversary was today.
"I didn't expect you'll find someone who looks a lot like me," Margaret replied.
"Margaret, I didn't intend too,"
"Be honest with me, you tried to move on using her didn't you?"
"What? No, I like her."
After saying that, Arthur gave me a quick glance and gently squeezed my hand. Does he like me? Was he, truly?
"Sia, I like you. I don't want to put it like this, but yeah. I adore you so much,"
"But your fiancée is there, Arthur."
Although I also admire Arthur, I didn't want to end their romance. By now, they ought to be carrying on with their
