Yovela blinked, surprised by the man's offer. In her travels she had found that shopkeepers were interested in money and nothing else, so when he wanted to go out to dinner with her instead of payment it had quirked her interest. Was the man attracted to her? It had been so long since that had happened, and when it did the man's interest in her had been destructive. She should be careful, but she was so eager for love who was she deny the man what he wanted.<br/>"That sounds like an offer I couldn't pass up!"<br/>The child leaned over and whispered.<br/>"But what if he knows about your old life? That could be his only interest in you."<br/>Yovela looked at her daughter with an exasperated sigh.<br/>"Him knowing my old life would be welcome, don't be so suspicious of people."<br/>She then looked up.<br/>"My name is Yovela, and this is my daughter Heloise."<br/>Heloise mutter to herself, there was something wrong about this man she just knew it. But really, nobody could match up to Allen in her mind.