And her unease was far greater than his.
Arnold Simmons didn't know what Hannah had been through in the past, but he knew that she needed a lot, a lot of love, and he would give it to her.
And only he could give it to her.
Arnold Simmons started to ask about something, "Do you still remember the first time we met?"
Hannah nodded, "I remember, at the banquet, I went to toast you."
Arnold Simmons shook his head, "No, a little further back."
Hannah looked at him intently, trying to recall events from two years ago.
At that banquet, as soon as she entered the door, she saw Arnold Simmons sitting on the couch.
She liked his arrogance, the way he remained indifferent to the compliments and flirtations of everyone around him. He was like a valley blanketed in darkness, where clouds bore down and the wind would scatter them, revealing the cold, clear moon.
