The CEO's bridge

ast to the faded walls of the diner and the small wooden tables covered with checkered tablecloths. The expensive suits they wore told her

licity of the cafeteria and the splendor of

group's conversation. The guy with the forest green eyes that reminde

ance as Alicia’s heart raced in a strange way, “but you have to stop lo

link again before she too

What if he had seen her? Where was her hea

your pay too if he doesn’t help you soon,” Beth

eatest hobby was watching the steps of the cafeteria workers, waiting for th

taking a few more dollars from her would get Al

sement draining from her voice and

tables and chairs. She couldn’t let him see her. Not after everything that had happ

she had become exactly what he had predicted when he had made

a home of your own, in bad relationships

ely. And it was her fault that the cool kid she'd known since she was three was rebelling and say

ust stressed and in the end he would come back

nd when she finally found the courage to approach him and try to so

edicted, and he, well, judging by the expensive suit and gold wa

What had happened since th

o another country. Alicia thought he'd come back after the vacations or something. That they would make peace again. I mean, they fought all the time when they go

alized this after he left. She never had the chance to apologize, at least not in person, and the only time she contacted him was because she felt like her heart would explode if he didn’t forgive her, and becau

his table and show that he was r

y the popular group at school, but she was still as proud as ever, and the idea of hearing him brag about being

to the tables, but glanced out of the corner of her eye

wer them,” she repeat

” Beth’s tone was exasperated, “What

always dismissed one of the waitresses, knowing that only one of them would be able to do the job for the day. “I don’t want to rush you or anything,” Beth said again, with such caution that it worried Alicia even more than before

uder when she was nervous. “What’s wrong?" “I’ll explain later, but please take her order. I swear I’

hout asking any more questions, mumbling something that sounded something like “I’m never coming here to see you again” before walking awa

en years had passed since they had last seen each other. Since they had s

sed... what they were when they were together. Of the conversations she hid from everyone like a stupid person and which only took place at her house or his house, where no one but her parents could hear t

counter, her friend and the tables. “Are you okay?" Beth asked again. “Does your heart hurt? Should I call a d

reasons her friend suspected. And certainl

u stay here. I still need y

ve her friend enough time to prot

us all the greens. How could he have such a perfect body if he was still eating as badly as he had in the past? Not that he used to be ugly. But he was so thin that he was ridi

he brought the tray to the counter. That would be too humiliating. He looked very charming in an expe

ng attention to the activities in the cafeteria that day. He would surely freak

kitchen door. I do not return to the counter until the group of customers have left, w

nd the appropriate amount on the counter before slipping a

ant thing was that she had received it. It w

, he even wanted to meet the chef behind the good food, he said it tasted

handsome one” was bef