Leah's POV:
I chose a window seat. The driver, Mr. Molan, sent by Enzo, was waiting outside in the car, his gaze locked on Edward. If Edward made any sudden moves, the driver would rush in to protect me.
Edward shifted uncomfortably. "Leah, tell the driver to leave. I'll take you home later."
I ignored him and waved for the waiter. "Two cappuccinos, please."
Edward looked at me, surprised. "Leah, you've always hated coffee."
"People change," I said with a sarcastic smile. "You've changed quite a bit yourself, haven't you, Mr. Duran?"
Edward tried to maintain his smile. "Leah, whether you believe it or not, I truly love you! I have my reasons, let me explain..."
I cut him off. "Skip the excuses. Just tell me what you know."
Edward clasped his hands together, his face showing deep af
