30.5

30.5

I just can't leave like this while she's still mad at me. And I can't do anything to make things okay because she doesn't want to talk to me. She doesn't want me to reach her.

Even so, I grab my phone and searched for Miranda's name as if it would do anything if I stare at her. I stare at it and thinking about trying to give her a call but then I know she wont pick it up seeing my name.

I sit back down on my bed and contemplating about the fact if I should text her or call her. Either of the two, she won’t respond to both. I stand up the next second and walked out of my place, getting on the elevator and riding my car after.

If she is not going to talk to me through the phone then I will drive to Alfonso’s to talk to her personally.

I wanna see her before I leave New York.

When I arrive at Alfonso's, I quickly scan through the waitresses and waiters who were staring at me but I couldn't find Miranda.

"Where is she?" I murmur to myself.

"Mr. Saintclare."

I spin myself around and s