ELENA's POV
"Oswin, are you okay? Are you hurt?" I rose to my feet, sending the chair crashing to the floor with a resounding thud. Ignoring the startled glances from nearby customers, I rushed toward Oswin, leaving the fallen chair behind.
I didn't know that he was standing at the nearby table, gathering all the dirty dishes. Not until the sound of the breaking glass echoed, exposing his whereabouts. I was so engrossed in talking with Brad that I failed to notice him. Not to mention the shock I heard from his last sentence.
But if Oswin had been there all along, did that mean he had heard what Brad had said? Did he hear the confession?
Snap out of it, Elena. You have another important thing to worry about! I inwardly slapped myself and broke out of my thoughts.
"Let me see," I sai
