Each step that I took inside felt like an ordeal to me. I was so scared by what waited for me that for a moment, I even thought of turning away and running off. But I knew Adrian will dump me back here so the point was moot. I pushed open the glass door and walked inside. The place was crowded and my chest swelled with pride for Noah. I never expected anything less than this from him anyway.
"Welcome to l'amour," The pretty woman at the reservation desk smile at me and I reciprocated with a weaker one. She ushered me to one of the tables and offered me the wine list. I ordered a glass of Shiraz because I needed a lots of guts. I had no idea why I was so scared but I was. I was terrified.
As I sat and waited for my drink, I took in the interiors and felt it was exactly like Noah's taste
