Tyson’s POV
It was dinner time and everyone was seated already, the arena was so cool and calm, with different people of different caliber seated around tables. I just sat on my own waiting on Sophie to come down, minutes later she walked down the stairs looking breath taking.
At first I felt proud of her looks until I noticed how uncomfortable she looked in it. I tried to find out what the matter was but she was being stubborn.
Minutes later beads of sweat began to appear on her face, which made me worried. I tried yet again to know what was wrong, but to no avail.
Some minutes later she got up to leave when some waitress blocked her way, the commotion was getting out of hand, which made the band stop playing the soft music in the background, or so I thought until everyone’
