"No," Amos replied, his gaze not moving away from Joanna's back.
Joanna clasped her fists when she heard his reply. "So much for saying he loves me," Joanna's muttered before she stomped away.
"Are you…,"
"I will use the restroom," Joanna walked passed Mrs Parker without sparing the woman a glance.
"If she isn't your girlfriend then why was she acting like a jealous wife?" Amelia asked. She turned in time to see Amos' gaze focused on the restroom's direction.
"Although she isn't my girlfriend I have known her all my life. She is someone very dear to my heart," Amos said absentmindedly.
He looked in the restroom direction for a few minutes. He turned and walked out of the cafe and Amelia made sure she was beside him all the way.
Inside the restroom, Joanna whose entire body was on fire paced to and fro the front of the sink.
