"Rym, everyone does it. Don't be hard on yourself. We didn't even do it." Lawrence uttered with a soft tone. Yanarym sighed and wandered her eyes around and caught a man staring in her direction. He's staring at her intensely, that sharp gaze…
Yanarym parted her lips, she felt her heart skip a beat. This familiar emotion can only be caused by one person. It was Movu, they locked on to each other's eyes that both were frozen on their spot.
"Movu?" She whispered through her breath and Lawrence heard her, he stopped browsing in the menu. He looked at her with a wrinkled forehead, it's been a while since he heard that name coming from her mouth.
"Rym?" He tried calling her but her full attention was on somewhere. He followed her gaze and saw her making eye contact with a stranger. For a second he felt anxiousness rush all over his system.
