Donald, The New Guy

"From the example I just gave I am sure you must understand what I am trying to tell you right?" Amelia demanded.

[I indeed want to be with him and make the best out of the remaining days I have left to spend with him before he returns to the Palace but what if Amelia's words are true?]

Sitting there, her mind was preoccupied with thoughts. and Amelia was observant enough to notice that.

She kept on drinking and chose not to disrupt Joanna's thoughts.

[According to what she said, wouldn't our desire to spend more time with each other bring him more harm than good...]

"Hello," A man's fool voice put a stop to Joanna's thought. 

She raised her gaze and reluctantly turned her head to look at where the voice came from like she was forced to do that.

"Would you give me the honour of sharing the same table with great beauties like you?" The man was polite and full of respect.