Evan pov contd
"Sigh! What would we do now? I did not want to disappoint my lady, but I didn't have a single good cloth to wear among the nobles. Do not forget that as her partner, I should be dressed appropriately.``; my voice turned gloomy as I felt frustration. If only that tailor would have listened to me.
The kid looked at me and snorted, "you are a fool and you will always remain as a fool. This was a trick of the tailor to not let you have a suit. You are still a slave in their eyes." he rolled his eyes as he reminded me the bitter truth.
I looked at him and sighed. He was right, I did not have the right to stand beside her and be called her partner. I slumped on the sofa like a deflated balloon. My hands cupped my cheeks as I started thinking of a way to deny her that I would not be able to go with her. When my eyes blinked.