Van did not hear what Ash said after that. There was a ringing in her ears as everything else went silent, the ballroom melted away and there was just the two of them.
"Hello, nice to meet you." He gave her that disarming smile of his and stretched his arm out for a shake. Of course Ash knew who he was it was his obligation but she doubts he knows their history.
Van reluctantly took the hand he offered but he held on for longer than was necessary. His gaze locked and held hers and Van almost sobbed at how much she missed him.
Van burst through the French doors of the hotel and let out a breath of relief when she found herself on the terrace. The atmosphere in the ball room was suffocating and Van swore she was going to die from all the attention people were giving to her after grandfat
