Two Years Later...
The bed's getting cold and you're not here
The future that we hold is so unclear
But I'm not alive until you call
And I'll bet the odds against it all
Save your advice because I won't hear
You might be right, but I don't care
There is a million reason why I should give you up
But the heart wants what it wants.
The heart wants what it wants
I smiled from the lyrics of the song shaking my head. I'm on my way to the Masquerade Ball I need to attend. I sighed and look outside the window watching every car passing us. Today was a breath of fresh air. Venice is a beautiful place. I arrived this morning in Italy from London to attend the ball and to meet some business associates who will also attend the party later.
Since I took the position of my late father, I'
