CHAPTER 19
TWO HANDS, ONE HEART
MARA'S POV
“Thank you," the driver said in a thick Indian accent as he collected the twenty from me. Squeezing the note into his pocket, he put the gear in reverse and zoomed out of the parking lot.
I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply before turning to face the large building.
“Café Noir,” I muttered under my breath, reading the large sign by the building. “Classy."
I walked towards a car and stared at my reflection in the tinted glass. My makeup looked like I had done it hurriedly–which wasn't a lie–and my dress was rumpled.
I had woken late as it was the weekend and had totally forgotten about my meeting with Kurt. It wasn't until Lila called that I realized it was today. It was already past the time for our meeting so I quickly bathed, put on
