Destined to be together

Chapter 10

Dimitri

I walked in and saw her waiting in front of the billing counter.

“Let’s go,” I said and walked forward.

“M-Mr. Martínez,” she called out to me softly.

I stopped and looked back at her.

“I-I umm.. I need to p-pay the bill..”

“Let’s go” I urged her to come.

“B-but…” She looked at me confused.

“It’s been taken care of” and with that, I walked away from her.

She quickly followed me.

“Get in,” I said holding my car door open for her to get in.

Her eyes widened.

“uhm…t-thank you M-Mr. Martínez….but.. umm.. I-I’ll just take a walk… I-it’s not far…thank you…”

I clenched my jaw.

Why is it so hard for her to listen to me at once?

“April I do not like repeating my words. If I need to repeat myself one more time it won’t be good for you.” I gave her a cold threatening look.

She bites her lip hard and quickly gets in lowering her gaze.

I quickly got in the car and start the engine.

She slowly leaned her head towards the window and let the cold wind touch her skin.
The wind gently moved the hair from her face.
She closed her eyes and a small smile appeared on her face.
She looked so peaceful.

How can she look so peaceful with chaos whirling inside of her?

The drive was short.
I parked my car in front of a restaurant.
We walked inside the restaurant. I intentionally choose a less crowded restaurant.
I wanted to talk to her about what happened.

We walked towards the further end and sat down on a table next to a large window.
The waiter came and hand us the menu as we settled in.
I quickly looked at the menu and ordered a steak for myself.
I looked over at her.
She keeps flipping through the pages of the menu.
The waiter stood there patiently for her to order.

She looked up to see us looking at her waiting for her to order.

A look of anxiety was clearly visible on her face.
She quickly lowered her gaze biting her lips.
I couldn’t help myself but laugh at her helplessness.

How can someone look cute when they are anxious?

She tried to order the food but failed miserably.

“umm…uh..I…I-I’ll…..”

Okay, this would take forever.

“She’ll have a white sauce pasta.” I quickly placed her order.

She let out a small sigh in relief.

The waiter took off with a small nod.

We sat there in silence.
I didn’t say anything and neither did she.
I keep my gaze on her.

She looked down and started fidgeting with her fingers.

Every time I look at her I can not stop thinking about who did that to her?
Is it her boyfriend?
Or anyone in her family?
No, it can’t be her family.
But whoever did that they are a monster.
I wonder how long has this been going on?