♱ Chapter • 78 ♱

♱ • 1750 B.C. • ♱

When the cafe closed, Elaine’s eyes were fixed on me.

"So... will we have a dance?" she asked me bluntly, but it was obvious that her question was another.

'So... do I have to go?'

Smile.

"Yes" I said simply "we will have a ball and as much as everyone is informed as a ball by th...