The cafe was already open and my assistant had already cleaned up. The place was bustling with people. Some were going to work and others just wanted their morning coffee. My assistant came to where my friend and I were seated and offered us some coffee. Trisha tried to push the coffee mug away and I pushed it back to her while I signaled at my assistant to leave us alone. She was reluctant to leave but she had to.
Mirabel had been working with me since I opened the coffee shop, she's been the best assistant anyone could ever ask for and she's been close to me and Trisha. I met her when she was thrown out of the house by her aunt and since then she's been a loyal assistant.
I continued consoling Trisha while Mirabel was attending to the customers. Trisha sipped the coffee a bit and looked at me, "I'm finished!" And she continued crying, then she blew her nose with the tissue on the table. "Easy girl! What's up?" I said calmly.
"Tony cheated on me and when I confronted him about it, he confessed that he's tired. I've been trying to manage the situation but I think he's really going to go through with it. I'm finished, bestie!" She sobbed softly. "Come on, let's go to my office. '' I walked behind her as I took our coffee along.
When we entered my office, the office was so cold and I began to question myself if it was my office or if it was just because of the situation on ground. It was already arranged and scented with a nice rose flower scent.
"Mirabel is really doing a great job here" Trisha said softly with a smile on her face. "Did I just see you smile? I can see what a beautiful and nice scented place can do to the human brain, it's nice to see you smile." I said, touching her hand calmly as I continued. "Don't worry bestie, I believe he's just overwhelmed with everything that's happening…I…I…I…and honestly bestie, I really don't know what to say. Why are men like this? Whaa…a…ttt…?" I burst into tears.
"Hey, am I making you emotional? I'm sorry?" Trisha said calmly. I gave her my phone, she gasped when she saw the pictures. She dropped the phone and gave me a tight hug while we both cried uncontrollably. Then, we heard a knock on the door. But, before we could ask who it was, we heard Mirabel 's voice. "Come in!" We said in unison as we wiped the tears from our faces quickly.
"Hey, Trish…ish…ish" Mirabel slowed down when she saw our faces. She moved closer immediately and asked what was wrong, Trisha showed her the pictures. "That son of a gun!" She exclaimed. "And Tony is asking for a divorce" I added. Mirabel opened her mouth without knowing what to say. "This is just too much to handle, why is this happening? What did you do, Trisha?" She gave the two of us a tight hug and said as she loosened her grip, "everything will be fine ok? Back to Catherine, what the hell was she thinking? Betty darling, give me a hug". She hugged me so tightly that I couldn't breathe.
"Oh sorry, I'm sorry for meeting you guys like this but there's a situation on the ground." She declared.
We both looked at her and asked what the problem was.
"Remember the owner of this shop said he wanted to sell this shop ermm…yes, he already sold it and the owner is here asking us to evacuate this place in two months" she said.
"What!" We exclaimed.
We rushed down to see that the coffee shop was already filled with people. I couldn't tell who the new owner was but I tried to look for the new owner myself and pounce on him for giving such a short notice. I saw a middle aged man and walked up to him aggressively. As I was about to touch him, Mirabel tapped my shoulder and pointed to the man beside her.
I saw a tall, handsome man before me, standing so elegantly. His skin looked so nice and well taken care of. His nicely curved lips reminded me of how I missed kissing. He was perfect from head to toe. He looked and smelled expensive. I smiled at him and he nodded. "My name is Michael and I'm the new owner of this shop" he said, I didn't know if he said "Markle" or "Michael" but I smiled at him regardless. Trisha nudged me and I quickly came back to my senses. "Erm…erm… I'm Betty and I'm the owner of this shop" I said, still smiling. Trisha and Mirabel looked at each other then at me.
"Please, have a seat. Do you care for coffee?" I asked calmly, grinning. "Nevermind, I'm sure your assistant already told you. I'm giving you just two months to evacuate this place." He said and stormed off.
"Did you see that?" Trisha asked, angrily.
"Yeah, he's so handsome," I said, almost whispering.
"I'm talking about his attitude, dummy!" Trisha continued, "his attitude stinks, he's so rude".
"Are you even listening to what we're saying?" Mirabel asked.
"Let's go to your office. Christian, take care of the customers" Mirabel pointed to the boy serving coffee to the customers and we all moved to my office.
We all entered my office while Mirabel closed the door after us. "Betty, what are we going to do now?"She asked, worriedly.
"We shouldn't blame him for everything that's happening, we should blame Mr. Dickson for not telling us sooner" I added.
Mirabel continued, "but he did mention it about a month ago and…"
"He did. But he didn't say it was going to be so soon. Oh my goodness! You know what? I'll try and talk to Mr Markle"
"Mr. Michael", Trisha corrected me.
"Oh yes! Mr Michael. I'll try to talk to him to give us at least three months" I concluded.
"No! I don't think that will be possible. We all saw how he treated you just now. Please, let's start looking for a new place with the money you've been saving, Betty." Mirabel said.
"Erm…erm… I'm not sure that'll be possible" I stuttered.
"What do you mean? You've been saving money for years now, isn't it?" Trisha inquired
"I lend Markle the money and…" I was interrupted before I finished the sentence.
"What!" Mirabel and Trisha looked at me
"s**t! Betty, why?" Trisha asked
I sat down immediately, with my face buried in my palms and my head bent down. I started sobbing uncontrollably. Trisha and Mirabel bent down and tried to console me.
Trisha rushed to the bathroom suddenly, we could hear her throwing up uncontrollably. Then, she came out sluggishly and looked at us "what's happening to me?".
"Mirabel, you know what? Take care of the shop. I'm going home with Trisha". We exchanged goodbyes with Mirabel and left hurriedly.