Diana walked into the private room in the restaurant, her eyes fell on the person sitting by the window side and she forced a smile;
''Hi… ''
She said, sitting down beside him. She dropped her handbag by her side;
''How are you?'' Michael asked and Diana smiled;
''I'm doing good; thanks for asking. ''
''Order anything you want. '' Michael said and she nodded, picking the iPad, her eyes skimmed through the menu and she just ticked on red wine.
The door creaked open after a moment and the waiter walked in with their orders; he placed the glass cup in front of them and filled it with wine.
They were quiet for a long moment after the waiter had gone. Diana didn't even touch her drink.
''Did I do anything wrong? ''
Diana's hands shook slightly as the question filtered into her ears. She had partly expected this but she didn't think that he would ask it so suddenly.
Did he do anything wrong?
