Yasmin clutched her purse as she furiously stared at Declan, who momentarily looked back at her but didn't stop. She helplessly looked at them, mingling in the crowd. She had come to meet Declan and go home with him, not to enjoy the party. To her dismay, Declan walked away from her, not caring about staying with her for a while.
He didn't ask how she was doing or if she was having any trouble finding the address. He only looked at her in an inexpressive way.
Yasmin couldn't understand what he was thinking. She assumed he would be happy to see her and say something to compliment her. Nothing happened the way she expected. It seemed as if he didn't like her here.
She was mad and regretted coming here. She turned to leave.
"Yasmin…"
She came to a halt at the familiar voice.
"Hey, I have been waiting for you. What took you so long?" Derrek approached her, donning his signature smirk on his face.
