That night, when Sidney returned to his small apartment, he planned to review the blueprints again.

However, his phone suddenly rang.

Glancing at the screen, he saw it was Fawn calling.

"Hello, Miss Powell. Is everything alright?"

Fawn's voice was slurred, clearly drunk.

"Sidney... Sidney, come get me. I can't go home... I can't get home..." she sobbed, her words barely coherent.

It was obvious she had been drinking.

Sidney's brow furrowed. "Miss Fawn, where are you right now?"

She mumbled the name of a bar, and without hesitation, Sidney grabbed his keys and headed out to find her.

The bar was packed and lively, with music blasting and people filling every corner. Sidney maneuvered through the crowd until he spotted Fawn slumped in a booth, thoroughly drunk.

A man had leaned over her, his hand reaching for her thigh.

stepped in immediately, blocking the man's

cold.

I just saw she was wasted and thought I'd wake

her friend. Back off," Sidney

Sidney turned his attention to Fawn, gently lifting her from the seat. He tapped her cheek lightly. "Miss Powell? Can

the bar at her current state was far too dangerous. Sidney

outside. The cool night air hit them, and Fawn suddenly

but waited until she

better, Miss Powell?" he asked,

blearily lifted her

wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging

to marry me off to some old man. I don't want to marry an old man!"

"Miss

home. Take me home," she mumbled, her forehead resting against his neck as she drifted back into

option, and knowing decided

hotel for the

her car, Maria watched the two figures

for a moment, she picked

time, Sidney had just helped Fawn into the hotel room, placing her gently on the bed. As he straightened up, his phone rang. Seeing Maria's name on the screen, he frowned. It had been a

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