Daciana's pov
I sped up the restaurant's porch and jerking the glass door apart, my eyes skimmed inside like a detective and surely, my search took no longer than a second as I didn't only see him but the redhead lady too.
As if feeling my presence, Arnou's gaze meets my heated ones whilst I stormed in.
He immediately stood up but I didn't let that stop me. I reached their table and slammed my hands hard onto it, causing the glass table to develop a crack. "Where the hell is going on here?"
No, I wasn't the type to mutter profanities out loud even if I want to but right now, I found myself not giving a f**k.
The lady's chair creaked as she rose up to. While tucking her hair behind her ear, she shoots a criticizing look from the head and down to the door whereby I was expecting her to
