Chapter 22

CARLA

"I'll have the chicken specialty and chips," I placed my order while handing the menu back to the waiter at the outdoor eatery.

"Sure. I'll get that ready for you," He assured me before walking away.

I sat comfortably on my stool, looking at other customers, who were attended to by other waiters, before taking my attention right behind to look for Diego.

His car was gone, meaning he left already.

"I bet he has gone to the fancy eatery of his choice," I scoffed, rolling my eyes while facing forward.

"Does he think everything that doesn't appear fancy means low class? What an asshole."

I had my arms crossed while waiting for my order. My eyes kept going to the same spot on the road, where Diego's car had parked earlier.

I was beginning to feel lonely.

"All he had to do was say Yes and join me. Why do I care anyways? When he's done with his fancy meal, he better come and get me," I groaned, feeling upset with Diego.

Just when I turned over to face my table, my entire body came shiv