It was supposed to be a fabulous night but nothing like that happened tonight. Feather danced with so much grace and brilliance as she could but when her eyes landed on Hawk's empty box, her heart fell.
Where was he?
As she was dancing, for some reason her eyes warmed up with tears. Good thing the routine she was performing was a melancholy one and so the sad tender face that flashed in her face blended to her dance like she was in total character.
She wouldn't deny the fact that she had fallen first on Hawk's wealth but it wasn't long before she had fallen completely in love with him. She had always desired him, his attention and all the more his affection and every time Hawk declares his devotion for the Han's Scintillait heiress, she couldn't help but be jealous because she knew she wasn't the one he was searching for.
