His eyes kept looking at the door as he waited for her to join him for dinner. He wanted to pick her up for their date. But she insisted on meeting him at the restaurant he had chosen for this special occasion.
If anyone was wondering, it was their anniversary. One would think that most men did not involve themselves much in such things. But he had been thinking about this day for weeks, planning this moment for days.
Admittedly, he was not remotely close to being like this a year ago, as he did not take his relationship with her seriously. But after realizing he loved her and could not live without her, he drastically changed his ways.
"Where are you?" He mumbled under his breath as his eyes covered every entrance and exit of the establishment, wanting a glimpse of her face as she walked toward him. But he failed to see her as another woman entered, but it was not her.
