Eleanor POV
“But you haven’t told me your na—” I haven’t finished my words, but he already walked away.
I found him a bit weird. Why he didn’t look happy seeing his mom? Maybe they were fighting.
I sighed deeply while looking at the empty chair in front of me. I already lost my chances to get his name… again. Who knows when will I see him next.
My phone rang on top of the table and it was Damian. “Hey, where are you? I am getting a bit worried, you’ve been out for an hour.” He asked the moment I pick up the call.
“I’m at the coffee shop. The one near our house. You used to bring me coffee from this place.” I then told him. “Okay, I’m coming there to get you.” He said before he hung up.
I sipped my coffee while waiting for him. It took him around ten minutes to get here.
“Are you
