
The Salmon's first bite also came with a message.
📱: Sorry I'm late, in ten minutes.
📱: Good. It's ok.
I sent a short message lightly. And continue to enjoy my Salmon. Why I'm angry is pointless I already know what's coming next.
Yeah, in 15 minutes, I finished my salmon. He appeared in front of me and I had already spent the main course. There is a dessert that has not.
Well I guess he forgot we had an appointment. All she remembers is that when she needed me for something that all the men wanted, she would come bring flowers and dinner. And then do all things for his benefit. I can't accept being treated like that.
"Hi Richard, come sit down." I smiled at him. He gave me a guilty look. But I knew he would. "You want what message, this place feels better than it used to be. I just got here again..." I managed to keep my voice as calm as the lake water in winter. There is no emotion there is only the understanding that this will not work.
"Sorry I'm late,..."
"Oh it's okay. Don't you apologize. It's delicious, ohh . I just finished my Salmon. I remember you liked this too." My voice was calm, I smiled, I accepted the reality at this reunion.
"Are you mad at me?"
"Why should I be angry?" I asked him instead.
"Because I'm almost an hour late?"
"You're an hour and a half late, we promise you half-eight. It's almost 9, I think you almost forgot you had an appointment with me. Well I remember you were like that. So it's not a big thing." I half laughed while thanking the waiter who brought me a chocolate dessert.
"Then why don't you get angry."
"Why am I angry? To make you always keep promises with me? I've done it before, did it work? I'm definitely not gonna try again."
"I'm really sorry I forgot to put on the alarm, I was too focused sitting down to work."
I took a long breath. I used to hear the same reason. Not only the delay, but also the priority, care, and simple matter like she should have told me if she couldn't, but she left me as if telling me wasn't important.
It has become his carrier.
"forgivable. You want to order something? They'll close the order in half an hour." I changed the conversation. Because he came in an hour before closing.
He ordered a dessert later. I want to go home as soon as I finish the dessert. Don't want to have any further conversations.
"Can we meet again later. I'll make sure this doesn't happen again." I want to laugh.
"I don't know, I'll see if I have time. It's summer, all projects go together." My words are clear meaning.
"I'm really sorry I'm late."
"forgivable. I'm going back. See you, okay."
"You take a taxi or take my car with you."
"No need. I'm on my own, don't drive me..." And I left without looking at him again. Disappointment is obvious, even he let me down at the first opportunity, there is nothing more to consider.
I took a taxi earlier, gave us a chance to take a further walk, I knew he was carrying a car. But on the first occasion he was already so disappointing. There's no sorry for that.
I got away from the restaurant and stopped the taxi myself. I'm disappointed, well obviously, in my head there's already a beautiful shadow tonight.
But again, it was just empty hope