"Greetings Mr.Ronald, I'm Yotane," A well-dressed lady with large eyes and an oval body framed by a red short dress, her hair was lifted up, leaving some quiffs in the front. She bowed a little and stared at him. It seemed her coming was not necessarily hers; his looks were asking her to make her departure, but she had at least to face it and be brave.
"I have nothing to say to you; I've already refused your father's marriage proposal of marrying you, and I don't regret that." Ronald said with a quiet voice; he never knew how his words crashed her heart; it broke, and the sound was so dim to be heard by someone like him.
