TMUW 30: Mistress

Iris gave me a hostile look as they approached our area. I tried to pull Haze away, but he didn't budge and greeted Lucas with a smile as if he had been waiting for him to approach.

"It's my pleasure to meet you, Mr. Martin," Haze said, extending his hand for a handshake, but Lucas just looked at it.

I swallowed hard and reached for Haze's hand, which was still waiting for Lucas's handshake because I felt embarrassed on Haze's behalf.

"Let's go to a different place, Haze," I suggested.

"No, that's rude, love. They came over here," he replied.

My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at Lucas, whose eyes remained emotionless. I then turned my attention to Iris, who seemed to be angrily watching the stage, clearly not wanting to see me either.

I approached Haze's ear and whispered, "Can't you see that they're not in a good term? Let's go."

Haze just shrugged it off, reluctant to leave, but I dragged him away.

"Aren't you trying to avoid trouble?" I asked him.

"What?" he asked,