"Miss Han, I'll be leaving now!" The very words of Zhang Wei shook Han Zuana to her core when she realised she's nothing but an extra in his life. Or not even an extra, just a non existent being.
Jealousy is one emotion that defies control, igniting a fire that burns away rational thought and drives humans to act on instinct, often with unintended consequences.
The fateful night of her very own birthday became an embarrassment straw of the night. Stepping down the stairs of Rose Royalty, many people came towards her, but the only thing she remembered was this,
'You're closest to me Miss Song so, Let's Dance!'
"Was I not close enough for him to hold my hand for a mere evening...? Or maybe because there was someone else who was adamant on becoming an obstacle on my path."
