I sat in my car dreading what was out there, who was out there sitting in a restaurant waiting for me.
I had long since arrived at the restaurant but uneasiness and trepidation were getting the best of me.
I have never been good at meeting new people. I always became extra clumsy and nervous. More so meeting someone for the first time over a meal, I doubt I would be able to swallow my food or not flee at the first chance I get.
As I watched the second arm on my wristwatch move, I counted the time I had spent sitting locked up in my car parked in the garage.
It has been exactly ten minutes, fifty-two seconds...
Fifty-three...
Fifty-four...
I forced my mind to stop counting.
'You need to get a grip on yourself, Ayva Williams.' I inwardly screamed at myself.
Without as much as a
