The adrenaline was like a second heartbeat when I arrived at the restaurant with Lucas, Nicole, and Tara. Every step felt like a countdown. We sat near the entrance, a perfect spot to watch Matt walk in. I could hardly sit still, my hands gripping the edge of the table.
Lucas leaned forward. “Are you sure about that?”
I nodded and swallowed hard. “Yes, it’s time.”
A man enters a restaurant and holds hands with a woman | Source: Midjourney
Minutes passed like hours until Matt finally came in and held Lola’s hand. He stopped dead, his face draining of color as our eyes met. Lola, blissfully oblivious, gave me a polite smile. I returned it with a glare that could freeze fire.
“Matt, darling,” I said, standing up and raising my glass, “a toast to you.”
