CHAPTER CCLII: REMEMBER

Angela’s POV

“You look so beautiful tonight,” said Cleoffe as we sat down inside the restaurant that he chose himself. We didn’t wait for the party to end because that might take too long based on Cleoffe, and because he also said that he’s getting bored and since he’s already done with what he should do there.

I smiled, “Thanks. You look handsome in that suit too.”

“I don’t actually like wearing this kind of suit. It makes me feel like a serious old man.”

“No, I think it suits you. It makes you look more like a prince. Even the girls at the party were all looking at you.”

“Well, I don’t care about them anyway. All I want to only look at me is you.”

I then smiled again, fixing the clip on my hair. Cleoffe ordered some food. “You know, they do serve delicious pesto pasta and grilled chicken here.”

“R-Really