Halle was strolling towards the ugly looking restaurant across the street. Veronica had insisted she went alone. She could sense the impatience and disagreement on Lachlan’s face. He did want her going alone but she had to. This was a confrontation she had to achieve on her own. Lachlan had kissed her lightly on the forehead before sending her off. Halle looked back to find him giving her an encouraging smile and an additional thumbs up to go with.
The restaurant was mesmerizing compared to its look on the outside. It was an Italian restaurant, seemed like the old locales used that as their resting and meeting zone. There were lots of old faces turned at her face when she walked in. Halle raised her gaze so Hugh, looking above their heads as she tried to find her mother. She sat at a lone
