Laya p.o.v
I followed mr Henderson through the golf club
Mr Henderson: Sean I've been calling you
Sean; my bad unc
I handed mr Henderson his phone
Mr Henderson: Laya go grab us a table and then you can go do whatever you want
Me: okay
I could feel his nephew staring at me
Me: can I get a table for mr Henderson
The waiter took me to a private area
Me: here you go mr Henderson
Mr Henderson: thanks..Sean you remember Laya don't you
Sean: yeah I remember her
He looked annoyed
Me: uh hi Sean
Sean: hi
He gave me a fake smile and with that I went to go find the bar
End p.o.v
