AMIGDALA

"Of all the figures in this world, I'm just tethered to you. What is the comparison? The whole to one."***Fiona knows there are a lot of things she has in this world. Perfect job, wealth, perfect physique, and popularity career. Beautiful women seem to be certainly coveted by many people, especially men; starting from the CEO, celebrities, and even those who work under her also want a position beside her.The woman sighed when she finished putting on the boots she had taken off the shelf. She turned his head out of the window, finding that it was starting to rain. Her memory wafted, along with the dry maple leaves that had fallen out there."Whenever it rains, it always reminds me of that." She muttered.Indeed, everything is owned by women it seems. However, there is one that until now was not owned by Fiona Aubrey.It feels to love and be loved.Fiona felt like she never got that. Even when her hazel beads looked up at the sky of the world and made the memory of her past unfold. T

Fiona spurred her car on the streets of the city. This year's end has been the worst in her opinion. The plume of snow that covered the road and made the wheels of her vehicle slip many times irritated the woman. One hand was holding a white envelope. Her face looked anxious while holding back tears.All those memories came out so clearly. About how the One Night Stand she did with a man named Steve almost two months ago met her. Fiona couldn't figure out why she didn't remember the Mariposa Hotel, even though Steve had given her a very clear clue."Fuck you, Steve!" she quipped as she hit the wheel.Fiona didn't know where else to go. She didn't find Steve anywhere. Let alone meeting the man, asking for his phone number or even his home address alone Fiona didn't know. If only there was the most stupid female coronation event in the world, maybe she would be the champion now.However, the other side seemed to make her remember. The tavern where the two ate at that time. That's right,

The fucking Jack must have planned something for his only daughter. The man called at a sudden moment when his daughter was in the middle of a row with the man she loved. Fiona pursed, then looked at Steve who was waiting for her statement. She gave an indescribable look, but Steve knew what she meant."Is your dad planning something?" asked Steve. "Matchmaking?"Fiona sighed. "I don't know," she said. "My dad always does unexpected things as usual.""Want me to deliver?""No." Fiona hurriedly replied. "If he knew you, he would be a big temper.""Why not? I'm just as happy—""No, Steve. You know my family, don't you? Yes, that's what it is."Fiona couldn't explain much and Steve certainly understood what she was saying. The man snored softly. He nodded, then turned to the nightstand beside the bed."Where's your phone?" he asked,Fiona then gave Steve her phone before the man finally gave her a number. She picked up the phone that had already listed the contact name 'My dear' on the s