Giana felt the cold night air against her skin and cursed herself for forgetting to bring a coat to protect herself from the night wind.
But, who would have guessed that she would suggest this place to have a conversation with Ramon? Giana didn't consider this factor at all.
This was simply out of plan, but she needed this short precious moment to have a talk with Ramon, thus the coldness that crept on her skin was worth it.
And now, she could only rely on the champagne in her hand to warm herself while waiting for him. The warm liquid flew down from her throat and spread on her body.
It was just that, even after ten minutes had passed, Ramon didn't come, and from where Giana was standing, she could see that Ramon was still busy chatting with several people, without even glancing at her.
Maybe soon…
