34 *34* On liquid confidence

Have you ever seen someone so handsome that you actually crave food? Seeing Ben looking all sinister made me feel like that. Even alcohol didn’t help me much. Now that I am sitting inside the precinct where a lady officer frowns at me, all I want to do is go back to London, to my parents, to my home. Thankfully, I had my passport and the office ID with me that the officer hasn’t already thrown me behind the bars. “You lady, I have informed your boyfriend about your situation. Stay put.” She says in her heavy accent.

And that’s when I start crying. Why am I in this bleak police station! I straightaway blame Ben for this. It started when he . . . well when the interview with him started. Let's go back to the beginning.

"BnG has suddenly become the talk of the town. How do you feel about it?" Mr Shepherd smiled like he had asked one of the most unique questions of the century.

Ben tilted his head while his hand rested on the table, "Good." was his short answer.