I excused myself as I walked towards the private restroom.
With each step I took my heart raced as I tried to calm myself knowing that I was just curious.
Deep inside of me I had no f*****g reasons to why I wanted to see him, I had two questions in my mind that I needed to ask.
Why wasn’t he in the gala and what exactly did he want from me.
The moment I got closer, I pushed the door open and there he was with a stick on cigarette in his hands.
My eyes scanned over to his side as I watched him for a while unable to belive what I had just seen he was smoking in a f*****g party.
The moment I got in, he pushed the door behind me and closed it and yet again and I’m standing all along with him in a small space the same position I had sworn to myself not to be in.
He moves back and
