"Shishi…"
"Why are you here?" she mumbled softly before he could continue speaking.
"How can I leave you alone? I'm worried about you."
She hung her head miserably.
If it were like before, she could be his partner and openly hold his arm while receiving the artistes' and media's questioning looks without qualms.
Right now, however, she felt that there was suddenly a chasm separating them.
He saw her dejection and went quiet as well.
The room turned cold with their silence.
A century seemed to have passed before the man walked up to the lady, and like a true gentleman, proffered his palm to her with his head bowed. "Beautiful lady, are you willing to be my partner?"
She glanced at him in surprise and then slowly put her hand in his.
"I'm willing…"
Both smiled at each other.
…
