Arielle
I wasn’t scared of Darius. I wasn’t intimidated. I was scared of something else. Staying beside him meant control, frustration and endurance.
The kind of patience that I didn’t have.
By the way, I still hadn’t thanked him for yesterday.
Tessa went to serve customers while I remained by the counter, watching everyone and pretending to organize things. I slipped my phone into my back pocket and leaned lightly against the counter.
That was when I saw him. David. Standing by one of the tables. His expression wasn’t friendly. He saw me earlier.
“I knew my eyes didn’t deceive me,” he said bitterly. “It was you.”
“Something urgent came up,” I replied carefully. “I had no choice.”
He nodded slowly, not believing a word. “Well, thanks to you. I failed again. My life is basical
