Diana keeps getting texts from an unknown number for three months straight. Everyday she'd receive an address, recipes something weird from that same number, not leaving a single day. One day, it all stops. Diana gets worried. She decides to go thr...
'Help' He said. I couldn't recognize who it was. 'Help' He pleaded again. 'I'm sorry, do I know you?' I asked. 'Not yet, but you will today' He said. I couldn't even make out his face. It was all blurred.
I woke up, panting. My phone was still ringing. I turned off my alarm, and looked at the time. 7:42. 'Shoot! I'm gonna be late for work!' I said and jumped out of bed. -- It's been hours since I started working on this. What's the time? 4:30 P.M. Almost time to meet that guy. 'Are you done with this?' My boss asked. 'Yes, sir. It's almost done. I'll take my leave now.' I said and headed out.
I reached my home, changed into a decent dress. This is what I wore.
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'Works, I guess. What's the time? 4.52. Oh, shoot! I'm gonna be late!' I run out grabbing my purse. Luckily, the Cafè wasn't far.
It was 5:02 when I reached. I wasn't sure what he looked like, or even if he was here or not. I just decided to take a seat at an empty table. About 2 minutes later, some guy came up to me. Hello, are you Diana?' Coming out of my trance, I finally answered him. 'Yes, this is her. I assume I'm speaking to Mattheo Riddle?' I asked. He just nodded and took a seat.
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'It's nice to meet you, Diana. Shall we order something to eat?' He asked. 'Sure.' I smiled at him. He called the waiter.
I just stared at the breathtaking view in front of me. The way his lips carved into a smile when he saw me, his chocolate brown eyes, his shabby hair, everything about .
Suddenly, the waiter came, which broke me out of my thoughts. 'I'll have a vanilla latte.' He said and looked over at me. 'The regular for you, Di?' She asked me. 'Yes, Charlotte.' I said and smiled at her. 'All right. One vanilla latte and one hot chocolate with wipped cream coming right up.' She said and left.
'I'm guessing you're a regular here?' He asked. 'Yes, actually. I sort of made this place my comfort place after my sister passed away a few years ago.' I said. 'Oh, I'm so sorry for your loss.' 'It's alright. So, Matthew, tell me about yourself.' I said. 'Well, okay. I like to play basketball. I like horses, dogs, cats, and animals in general. I like the color black, and also the top you're wearing.' He said. I just smiled shyly. 'I like what you're wearing, too. But if you don't mind, could you tell me if there is something wrong with your eye? You keep blinking in patterns.' I said. 'Well, hopefully one day you'll know why.' He smiled at me. 'Here's your latte and hot chocolate.' Charolette said. 'Thanks, Char.' I smiled at her.
After drinking our drinks, it was nearly six. 'Well, I have to go now. I really enjoyed meeting you, Diana and I hope we can meet again.' He said. 'Sure thing.' I said.
Before leaving, he gave me a slight hug. 'I'll see you soon.' He said, not letting go of the hug. 'You too, Mattheo.' I said.
