[Lily's P.O.V.]
The dinner event was going well. I walked around with my brother, Patrick, holding his arm. As we walked, I heard some of the girls nearby whispering to each other. They were infatuated with him and wondered which grade and college he was from.
Although many of the girls at the event were beautiful, my brother's eyes weren't looking at any of them. They were fixated on only one person and I could easily guess who.
Diana and her date, Jefferson, had just walked in and my brother started to let out a low, pained growl as his fingers curled up in a tight fist.
My brother and I managed to grab some food and were just about to eat at our table when I noticed Diana and Jefferson coming toward us. But, why? There were plenty of empty seats around us.
