Jonathan paused and stood in the lobby of the hotel. He stopped in the center of the spacious and bright hall, where many people were looking at us as if someone was secretly taking pictures.

"Desiree, I will take it seriously," he said.

I cared. I cared about it.

He was like a fierce eagle flying in the sky. Everyone saw him flying high and far, but no one understood how tired and lonely he was.

I stroked his strong arms, trying to soothe his wings from the cruel ...