Tan stood by the door of the ladies' room, resting idly by the wall, one hand in his pocket and the other clasping her purse as he waited for Nana to step out. Immediately she saw him, she gave him a warning look that made him raise his hands in surrender.
She quickly took her purse and the handkerchief he offered and stepped back into the ladies' room to wipe her face.
He had no idea what to say to her, yet, his mother had asked him to go after her. He knew he should have defended her, but he had believed she could handle things herself, so he had observed from the side until things spiraled out of control.
Nana had a lot to say to him, but she had to first bite back the urge to snap at him within public view. There was no way she was going back to the party, she had played her part, and she had done what she was paid for. All she wanted was to disappear.
