I curled my fist because of nervousness that he might not come. Anxious crept all over my body while patiently waiting for him. It has been three hours since he failed to show up at the time we had agreed upon while I was waiting outside our mansion for his car to arrive.
My neck felt pain because it had been raised for an hour. I look like a dog waiting for its owner to come home. My eyes kept looking around because I couldn't rest at the thought that something might have happened to him, that's why he's still not here.
"Where are you?" I whispered as I was about to cry. Tears started to rush up in the corner of my eyelids. I looked up to hold back the forming tears 'cause I didn't want to be emotional tonight, I'd been preparing for this night, and I don't want to cry just because he
