The assurance that the girl he loved was just in the adjacent room, elegantly sleeping and that he was just so close to her and that he was refraining from meeting her by his own will gave him confidence.
“Gentlemen,” he said regally, his undertone reverberating savagely to address the other two men. “I believe the man of the hour Lucifer is right next to you.”
“I know you are regretting and cursing yourself for having allowed a stranger offer you a drink from a beach side cafe. It`s natural. Life is an endless pursuit to not lie in your coffin with regret, isn`t it? ”