After that, in the next month Adam came to the diner about eleven times. And I avoided him as much as I could, but I also gathered information too. Then, one day in late September he came in with Olivia and her two year old baby. Olivia had transferred schools when she got pregnant, and she looked way different. Her once blonde hair was red, and short. She looked chubby, and her little boy looked so much like
Adam. I watched Adam sit the little boy on his lap, and his smile. He had a gleam in his eyes when he talked to Olivia. Adam was in love. He truly looked happy. I grabbed my notepad, and walked up to their table.
"What would you guys like today," I said in a superficial tone.
"Macawoni and cheese pwease," the little body smiled. I smiled too, because the boy was handsome. Olivia and Adam held hands over the table. I jotted down their orders. My heart heaved. How could I watch Adam love someone else. I loved Adam. I've always loved him. And I knew that the day we met. I wiped off tables, and finally Adam and Olivia paid, and they left. As Olivia handed me her credit card to pay, I noticed the engagement ring.
