Chapter 70 A Sense of Crisis

• Sebastian stopped in his tracks. The jacket draped over his arm was pinched lightly between his fingertips.
• Natalie froze as well, her eyes betraying a hint of surprise. The voice that had called her belonged to Tristan. Tristan and George are at Furze Restaurant too?
• She turned around. In the soft glow of the corridor's light, Tristan stood beneath a warm orange lantern, holding his phone. The light wrapped gently around him, highlighting his figure. He was staring at her, as if amidst the vast crowd he could see only her.