This is so wrong fantasizing about her. His father won’t be so happy about it. I’m sure her mother will rise from her grave and haunt me to death.
Patrick noticed my discomfort.
“You okay, man? I know this is hard for you, but it’s ok to be sad about it. Wait. I’ll have to extend my condolences to Mike.”
Mike is already sitting in the first row with two empty seats beside him, probably for the hot piece of a daughter and her friend. I choose the opposite left side in the second row. So no one notices me ogling her.
I groan.
I didn’t come here for her. A few more minutes, the ceremony will start according to that man in black-rimmed glasses. Everyone is wearing black and white. I didn’t even notice Patrick is already back in his seat.
“Where is the daughter?” Does he really have to as
