At the fifth dinner Galla that she was attending, Joyce had given up every hope that Adrian Murphy was even going to look her way.
By now, she had decided that if he came in front of her, she was going to snap his neck and kill him on the spot.
Almost every time she had a free lecture or an early day, her father would call her home early and she would miss spending time with George.
It was obvious that George did not appreciate the growing distance in between them. University was hard, they could not skip classes and because she had to leave early, they could hardly spend any time together.
So now, in a silk Green emerald dress, she was watching Adrian Murphy from the corner of her eyes while sipping some champagne that her father had finally allowed her to drink.
However, she made sure to drink non-alcoholic cocktails more than she did champagne. So champagne was only limited to one glass.
