Chapter 8 Taking Responsibility

• In the dimly lit VIP room, the element known as love permeated the air. Multiplying and expanding rapidly, it swept over the entire room in no time.
• The intertwined figures of two people on the sofa were elongated by the warm, amber glow of the bleak lights, stretching on and on...
• Early the next morning, Samantha habitually opened her drowsy eyes. Squinting, she let out a huge yawn and turned over, intending to shift herself into a comfortable position and catch a little more shuteye.