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SIRA

For a long time, my gaze remained on Eros' retreating figure.

Cansil's eyes were fixed on him, but he didn't say a word.

Just when I thought I would be able to reach out to him, Cansil tightened his grip around my hand, then began to pull me inside the hall.

I wanted to resist, but an invisible force kept pushing me forward.

I didn't know I was drooling until he mentioned it to me.

“Is it about that waiter? He must be drunk that's why he did that” Cansil said.

“He is not drunk” I screamed in my head as I replayed his retreating figure.

I wished I could dash out of the hall without Cansil noticing.

I shook my head to shake off the thought of Eros off, then began to feed my eyes with the guests who were loitering around.

I couldn't wait for the party to wrap up so that I could retire home.

As for Neara, she was nowhere to be found.

For some weird reasons, , I wanted to know where she was and what she was up to.

I was about to mention her absence to Cansil when the master of ceremo
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