Amelia could not wait to turn around and see his face and hear his voice. Suddenly she could not lie to herself anymore. She did not want to continue to be alone.
She wanted him to be here and be with her, longing to spend and enjoy the night with his company. Would it be nice if he would dance with her, share a few drinks, and laugh with her?
She knew she could not fight her feelings for him anymore. "Evan!" She expressed excitedly, guessing the man who had his hand covering her eyes. But something was wrong when he spoke. She knew it immediately.
She could not help the disappointment that washed over her. "Hello, Amelia. It is nice to see you here." A familiar voice greeted her, making her realize he was not the man she wished to see.
When she turned around, her eyes confirmed what she had already guessed. The man was not Evan. Her enthusiasm disappeared as quickly as it had come as she forced a smile on her lips when she faced the man.
