"Let's go. The banquet is about to begin," Lucia reminded him.
She had to stop herself from being overly mesmerized by Alonso.
There's no guarantee how long she'll be able to keep her pledge not to fall for Alonso.
"Wait, did you just admit you like being touched by me?" Alonso wasn't ready to let her go yet.
Lucia pursed her lips, speechless.
Why would he interpreted it this way?
"Is that so?" Alonso asked.
"What I said was, compared to Kelvin, I would rather it was you who touched me," Lucia clarified.
"It sounded the same to me," Alonso concluded as he held Lucia's hand. They interlocked their fingers as they walked toward the banquet hall.
Lucia retorted, "It could mean a lot of things."
The thought of him being too narcissistic played in her mind.
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