-Alyna-
Irene and I were sitting it the opulent restaurant, waiting for our order to come when I saw Sebastian walking inside. He kept looking at Irene, and deep in my heart, I had a feeling that it wasn't Sebastian, but I didn't.
He just didn't look like an evil conspirator type. "Sebastian kept looking at you? Should I invite him to our table?"
"Why would you do that? What if he is the one who was talking in the phone the other night?" Irene narrowed her eyes, but I had a feeling that she really wanted it to be NOT HIM. I had known Irene for so long, now, and I had become a little more familiar with her every single facial expression and her way of showing the displeasure.
"You are only saying it for my sake, but you don't have to. I know you like him."
"The other day... I was a
