"What do you want to drink?" Rodney asked her gently. "Blue Mountain or cappuccino?"
Celia only liked to drink caffe mocha. Every time she met Rodney, she would order it. Yet, Rodney was still unaware of her preferred drinks. Glumly, she said, "Mocha."
Rodney ordered the coffee for her, and he ordered a cup of Blue Mountain for himself. Seeing that he had the same taste as Amber, Celia was irked; but instead, she put on a concern mask. "Rodney, you seem to have lost a lot of weight."
"Really?" Rodney smiled faintly. When the waiter brought the coffee, Celia picked up the cup and took a sip. Rodney remained silent, watching her motionlessly. After Celia put down the cup, he said, "Celia, I'm sorry. I can't get engaged to you."
Celia knew he wouldn't deliver good news, but it never cross
