" Azriel," I breathed, he didn't look all right. First, he was drunk and he kept cupping my face. 

" Adira," he slurred. I pulled him further into an isolated area which was hard to find with all these people. 

" You're right, Adira. I love you, I love you so much," he said once we got some privacy. He was agitated, looking into my eyes. His confession didn't shock me as much as I thought it would.

" You're drunk. I'll call someone to take you home," I said. He shook his head. 

" No, I- ...