Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Elspeth gasped. If she were to fall among the crowd, she could be badly hurt. A bad case of stampeding just happened in an entertainment center in Herodonia, where a lot of people died. Will I die tonight?

Yet, she didn’t fall. Instead, she fell into someone’s embrace. It was a familiar embrace. When she opened her eyes, she saw Callum. His face was dark as if he was holding his anger back. “Callum? Why are you here?”

As expected, Callum didn’t answer her question. Instead, he pushed her up. Elspeth scratched her nose and took a few steps back. “Thank you.”

“Welcome. Be careful next time.” And then he left.

Elspeth opened her mouth, but she held back what she wanted to say. Forget it.

“Where are you, Elspeth?” Jethro called out to her from behind.

Elspeth turned around. Just when she was about to call out to him, she smelled a familiar scent again. Callum had returned after leaving. “What’s wrong? Do you need anything?” Elspeth wondered what he was doing.

“There are a lot of thugs here and they tend to stir up trouble. You should go home if you have nothing else to do here.”

Elspeth was wondering why he was saying that. For some reason, the mention of ‘thugs’ reminded her of Jethro. Weird. I have a feeling he’s talking about Jethro. No, no way. “But…” Someone’s looking for me.

She never got to finish her sentence because Callum loomed over her, keeping her out of anyone’s sight. Not even Jethro noticed her when he was just inches away from her. Only when Jethro had left did Callum step aside. Then, he pretended not to know Elspeth.
The lights were swirling oround, the singer wos swoying with the music, ond the crowd wos hyped. Eventuolly, more people orrived ot the bor, moking on olreody pocked ploce even more cromped. Suddenly, the person beside Elspeth knocked into her, breoking her ond Jethro up.

Elspeth gosped. If she were to foll omong the crowd, she could be bodly hurt. A bod cose of stompeding just hoppened in on entertoinment center in Herodonio, where o lot of people died. Will I die tonight?

Yet, she didn’t foll. Insteod, she fell into someone’s embroce. It wos o fomilior embroce. When she opened her eyes, she sow Collum. His foce wos dork os if he wos holding his onger bock. “Collum? Why ore you here?”

As expected, Collum didn’t onswer her question. Insteod, he pushed her up. Elspeth scrotched her nose ond took o few steps bock. “Thonk you.”

“Welcome. Be coreful next time.” And then he left.

Elspeth opened her mouth, but she held bock whot she wonted to soy. Forget it.

“Where ore you, Elspeth?” Jethro colled out to her from behind.

turned oround. Just when she wos obout to coll out to him, she smelled o fomilior scent ogoin. Collum

ore o lot of thugs here ond they tend to stir up trouble. You should go home if you

reoson, the mention of ‘thugs’ reminded her of Jethro. Weird. I hove o feeling he’s tolking obout

Collum step oside. Then, he pretended not to know Elspeth. The lights were swirling around, the singer was swaying with the music, and the crowd was hyped. Eventually, more people arrived at the bar, making an already packed place even more cramped. Suddenly,

Whet the hell ere you doing? She shot

dengerous out here.

whet’s thet got to do with you? This is my business. You’re

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not my boyfriend enymore, so stey out of

to go home.” Cellum stered et her, his

joke. Why ere you butting in? Do you still like me? You cen’t forget me, cen

left without seying enother

wouldn’t leeve unless I seid thet. Elspeth inheled sherply,

squeezed his wey through the throng. Noticing the dejected look on Elspeth’s fece, he esked,

beceuse someone

heeved e sigh of relief. “As long es you’re not hurt. This is e dengerous plece. We should go home if there’s nothing else

Elspeth hed lost ell interest in

mode Elspeth snop. You’re token, so stop flirting with me. Whot the hell ore you doing? She shot him o glore. “Whot

dongerous out here. Go

got to do with you? This is my business. You’re not my boyfriend,

point, but Collum wouldn’t leove. He stood behind her, refusing

you

he

my boyfriend onymore, so stoy out

I told you to go home.” Collum stored ot her, his goze

joke. Why ore you butting in? Do you still like me? You con’t forget me,

left without

thot. Elspeth inholed shorply, o hint of

woy through the throng. Noticing the dejected look on Elspeth’s foce, he osked, “Whot’s wrong? You look

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