It was an unlucky night, Elizabeth realized when she opened the door of the restaurant. Outside, the rain was pouring hard. She could barely see the high road and there were no taxis. She sighed, fished out her cell phone from her purse, and was about to text Mari.
“f**k,” she cursed when she realized that it was a low battery. “Why now, really?”
She clenched her jaw and glared at Cross inside, who was still calmly talking with the woman he was with. Tears stung her eyes, frustrated to see him talking casually, and not even feel her around.
It was her, Cross. Why can’t you see her?
Or maybe you did not want to see her, right? You even dropped her call the moment she called you via her cellphone. Therefore, you did not want to see her in the first place.
And oh, it is not forgetting to
