Reaching there Joanna met Kyle smiling sweetly at the lady sitting beside him.
The two people sharing a table were so distracted that they didn't notice her presence on time.
[Why does she look so much like Drey?... And her scent to is just like Dreys]
Joanna took a careful look at the lady whose face she couldn't see because of the way she sat.
"Drey?" Joanna called, her focus settled on the lady's sideline.
At the sound of Joanna's voice, Kyle jumped to his feet like someone who was electrocuted. His eyes wavered the instant he set eyes on Joanna's face.
"M-miss J... Joanna!" Kyle stuttered.
Because his entire being gave away his fears even though Joanna wouldn't have suspected anything, his actions confirmed her doubts.
"So the scent I perceived belonged to you all along and here I thought I got it all wrong," Joanna muttered, her gaze glued on the lady who still hasn't turned to look at her.
