The trio, as usual, were seated on a secluded table. They were all dressed as Arabs, embracing Omar's rich culture. They looked handsome and bright, like a sun was shining right under their table alone. Women, irrespective of their ages kept stealing glances. Some bold ones even walked up to their table to strike a conversation but the three men would not indulge. Joseph didn't even spare any one of the women a single glance. Except for business partners, he kept to himself. Ever since Angela, he had become very rude to women. He didn't even say much to his friends either. He was only here because he had promised Omar that he'd be in attendance, only what he wanted to focus on was working. Nothing more, nothing seemed intriguing to him anymore. He barely even spoke to his friends, barely even contributed to their discussion. Only observing his environment. Observing and wondering if she'd come to the party. It was sickening, even to him, that he longed for her. He still missed her,