Akira
The elegant building of the expensive restaurant standing before me is more intimidating than last time and the mare mention of last time I was here, gives me shudder but in absolute bad way. It brings unsought memory of Romero leaving with Carina, and the same stab of unwanted jealousy. That was also the first time I had acknowledged extent of my feelings for Romero.
The reason I'm more anxious today would the company I'm with. Throughout whole ride he was like a ticking bomb, ready to explode. He has not spoken a word to me after he opened door and ordered me to sit inside. He didn't as much nod when I told him about the address. The drive was as awkward as it was last night. I sent him few curious glances but gave up when he refused to acknowledge me.
Now in front of our desti
