Veronica's POV
It's 6:00 PM, the exact time he had told me we were going to dinner.
With what Mr Martin did to me, I would have just rejected the offer. But he edged me to the corner when he said, ‘If you have forgiven me. Please, have dinner with me.’
As I remembered those words, my breath intensified as I wore the cloth that would make the dinner a perfect one.
A strap of a sexy gown and nice heels. It was a matching outfit after all.
I doodled my face with red powder and also, used an eye pencil to shape my brows. I glossed my lips with a faint red lipstick. Before I finally sprayed my perfume.
My phone started ringing and that called my attention.
Checking it, I realized it was Martin. So, I picked.
“Hello, I am outside waiting for you.” He said with a deep and calm voice.
