Louis's shout left Claudia Ross utterly bewildered.
She came to a stop at the railing of the balcony.
Before she could catch her breath, Louis rapidly pounced over and held her tightly in his arms.
The strong scent of alcohol drilled straight into Claudia's nose.
"Giana, Giana, don't leave me..."
Who is Giana?
"I'm not Giana, you've mistaken me for someone else!"
Claudia struggled with all her might.
But the more she struggled, the tighter Louis held her.
He murmured repeatedly, "Giana, don't leave me."
"You're drunk, let me go, I'm not Giana." Claudia was infuriated with embarrassment and started kicking and hitting Louis, using all her strength.
Louis refused to let go, no matter what: "No, you are Giana, I can't be wrong, Giana has come back."
Trying to reason with a drunkard was simply a waste of breath.
Claudia quickly calmed down and spoke in a gentle tone, "Louis, can you let me go? You're holding too tightly; I can't breathe."
"I'm sorry Giana."
