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I shook my head before looking at myself through the mirror again. I just did a little touch-up and decided to go out again. It would be embarrassing if I kept Damian waiting there. He seems like a nice guy. We’ve only exchanged a few words, but I immediately sense his goodness. He doesn’t seem like a man who judges a woman solely by her appearance. I hope we’ll get along.

A smile appeared on my lips as I left the powder room. Even from a distance, I could see our vacant table. The food we ordered was already there. But Damian was nowhere in sight. Where could he be? Maybe he’s in the restroom?

When I reached the table, I sat down. I scanned my vegetable salad and grimaced. It doesn’t look appetizing. Damian’s burger looks much better.

But minutes had already passed, and there was no sign of Damian in front of me. I was starting to feel a pang in my heart for an unknown reason. I looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but it didn’t happen. The waiter who served us earlier accidentally passed by my side.

“Excuse me!”

He turned to look at me, approaching with questioning eyes. “Yes, Ma’am?”

“My c-companion earlier, d-did you see him?”

He took a moment to think, as if trying to recall. With every passing second of his contemplation, my heart pounded even harder.

“Oh! Yes, Ma’am. I saw him leave earlier. He seemed to be in a hurry. He’s the handsome one, right?”

I nodded. “Did he say anything or leave any instructions?”

I didn’t pay much attention to what the waiter was saying when my phone rang again. From the illuminated screen, I saw a message from Damian that shattered my heart into pieces.

Damian:
I’m sorry, Sandra. It’s nice to meet you, but I don’t think we’ll work out. Eat the burger I ordered, instead. It’s for you. Don’t worry, your bill’s already taken care of. Take care.”