Chapter 122. Table for Four

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The second couple has arrived. Olivia and the waited noticed the hiatus in my statement and followed where my eyes were focused.

“Oh, crap…” I muttered when the couple has turned their back and saw us.

“Welcome, Miss Ridley and Mr. Daniels,” the waiter said and rushed to cater them. He’s not done with taking notes of our order yet but—okay.

Ashlene and I locked eyes. Of all the people in the city, of all couples…

The waiter assisted them to the other table and I broke eye contact. I saw Lyle whisper something to Ashlene’s ears and she replied with a shake of the head. They sat down and I guess the four of us has a mental agreement to pretend like the other table doesn’t exist.

That time, what scared me more was meeting Olivia’s eyes. How do I explain this? The happy expression on her face was quickly replaced by confusion.

“I had no idea…” I whispered though I knew the damage had been done.

“Just… let’s have this dinner and go ho