Raphael’s POV

I walked straight to where the strange lady stood. I could tell she was slowly getting weakened by their attacks despite the hard front she maintained.

But that wasn't all I noticed, she looked familiar.

She was the bar girl.

The drunk girl.

'Let us mingle' girl.

Something in me leapt for joy; I had found her again.

I thought I would never meet her but here she was standing in front of me.

Who would have guessed that she was my brother's ex-girlfriend?

Now ...