“Hold on, I think I left my bag at the reception. I'll go fetch it,"

Ariana apologized to Mitchel, who nodded understandingly, assuring her he could manage with Sarah.

Ariana hastily retraced her steps to retrieve her bag, while Mitchel provided support to the drunk Sarah outside.

The surroundings were enveloped in darkness, a chilly breeze whispering through the air. Sarah gradually regained consciousness, her intoxicated state causing her to mistake Mitchel for someone else.

“Why are you here?" She wavered, restlessly clutching his arm as she stumbled into his embrace, half-jokingly exclaiming, “You're not here to break up with me, are you? I'm a pitiful mess..."