|Katherine|
“Do you… know her?” I asked Giana, my brows knitting together as I followed her line of sight.
My best friend didn’t answer right away. She just gave a slow nod, leaning in until our shoulders almost touched, her gaze fixed on Javier… and the woman sitting across from him.
“Apparently, she’s the ex,” she murmured, her voice low but sharp, as if someone in the crowded restaurant might be eavesdropping. Then her eyes snapped back to me—sharp, probing, a question already loaded in them. “Did he tell you he was meeting his ex today?”
My lips pressed together before I shook my head. No. Javier hadn’t said anything about this. We were supposed to have lunch together today—just the two of us. But a few hours ago, he’d called to say he had an important meeting. I hadn’t asked for d
