After failing to spot Roo in the main crowd, Lav frantically checked the guest sign-in register near the entrance. He felt a surge of relief bordering on giddiness when he found her name. She was here. He returned to his search, but his clean-cut look and deep, troubled eyes had made him an immediate target. A group of girls, drawn by his solitude and striking appearance, began approaching him. Feeling the walls close in—a familiar sensation of being socially caged—he decided to escape. He spotted a waitress nearby.
He stopped her, leaning in slightly to ask his question. The waitress was instantly mesmerized by his gaze and the desperate edge in his voice. She stammered out directions to a quieter place, the Terrace Lawn. Lav thanked her curtly and followed her instructions to the sanctuary she had pointed out.
He found the Terrace Lawn, a sprawling, dimly lit space, and walked immediately to the far side of the pool. There, he settled onto a plush, isolated sofa, his back to the bonsai corner where Roo was sitting.
Roo was in her own world in one side of terrace Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the terrace, shielded by the pool and several large, decorative screens, Lav settled onto a plush, isolated sofa. The pool's blue light cast shifting patterns on his crisp kurta. He called his caretaker, giving the final instructions to bring Ghost via the private service lift near the end of the pool. He waited, his gaze fixed on the shimmering water, finding the predictable movement of the light more comforting than any human interaction. He was entirely unaware that the only other soul he truly needed was sitting just forty feet away. They were separated by a pool and a shared, profound loneliness.
He felt calmer just knowing his loyal companion was on his way. He knew if fate had truly brought them this far, the connection had to be real. He just needed the strength that Ghost provided to face her when they finally met.
He was in his own world thinking what's wrong with him. Why is he feeling attached to someone with who he had just a small encounter 2 days ago. Why is he thinking about her again and again even knowing she already has a boyfriend and they will get engaged soon. Does he want to be third party in their relationship? Why does he want to snatch her away? Why weird thoughts are crossing his mind again and again.
Why is he so desperate to find her? Why does she feels like his solace from long drowning pain of his??
He kept asking so many why's with himself. He kept asking, answering and denying himself.