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"I'm one of the authors of that work that you're reading" he said and winked at me before looking at my father.

"One of the authors?" I didn't even realized that I blurted it out loud.

"What is it, hun?" I heard my mother say. I looked at her and I smiled before shaking my head lightly.

"Nothing, mother. I'm just asking our visitor about what he just said" then looked at Mr. Eros that I didn't know was already looking at me.

Longing. What's with his eyes? Why such emotion is flashed in those beautiful pair? Then I remembered the tweets on @erosthecupid. If he really is the author of this work, he's really sad.

"What about what I said?" he asked while he's cutting his steak.

"How come you're one of the authors? You're name is the only one in this story"