Lisa sits in a bar wasting herself with piles of empty bottles before her.
Tears roll down her cheeks as she stares at the fourth bottle in her hands.
"He doesn't love me… he loves another" she murmurs, wiping away her tears.
There was absolutely nothing she could do better than drinking herself to her death.
Upon placing her drink on her lips, her eyes caught sight of a man, he was gorgeous as hell, staring back at her without blinking.
"Is he staring at me?" She wonders with a frown.
Looking at the guy, her lips widen into a smile, making her look even more sexy as ever.
"Hey handsome!" She calls out, waving out her hands.
Confused as to who she was calling out to, Derrick turns behind only to see an empty corner. It can only be that she is calling out to him.
He's been monitoring her ever since she left Keane's mansion, not wanting to leave her all by herself knowing she will waste herself to death.