7. Broken Promise
“What size are you ordering?”
Huh? My eyes met Max’s confused face. What was going on again? Realization dawned on me. I was standing on my favorite café in the mall, ordering with Max, while Marley waited for us at our table in the corner. It seemed that I spaced out again.
“Oh sorry Max, I’m getting the Grande.” I shook my head slightly, trying to get rid of my own confusion.
“Damn woman. I thought I lost you for a second there. What were you thinking about anyway?” Max drawled on with his Brit accent.
“Nothing, I just didn’t get enough sleep last night.”
“I see. . . Just go and sit with Mar. I’ll follow you in a second.”
Max turned back to the counter and ordered up. I walked back to our table and sat ungracefully, putting my hands under my chin. I let out a puff of air.
“You look so glum Clover. Did your pet die . . .?” Marley choked on the last word, suddenly remembering my crazy predicament.
I just stayed silent. I knew the cause of my depression all too well- Emiri. It was probably because it has been one week since I’d seen her. Ever since the night of the sleepover, I haven’t caught a glimpse of her once, even her shadow. Because of that, I felt empty, bothered, and aching, which was strange for me considering I’d never felt these raw emotions before. I never knew it could be this . . . unsettling.
Max arrived with our orders in his hands. “I know just the thing you need Clover.”
“Peppermint Mocha?” I said while taking my own cup from Max’s hand.
“Nope! You my friend need a man in your life,” he replied cheerily.
I snorted in response. “In case you’ve forgotten, the doctors told me I’m dying.”
“It’s a modern world where miracles happen. Besides, I don’t believe you’re, you know. . .” he trailed and looked pointedly at me.
“Thanks Max. . .” I murmured while taking a sip from the cup.
“My baby always knows the right thing to say,” Marley said proudly while pinching Max’s cheek. I turned away from their display of affection. I didn’t need to be reminded that my own semi-girlfriend haven’t contacted or talked to me yet.
“Anyway Clover, my old buddy Xavier from London is coming for a visit soon. I showed him your picture and as per his words- She’s perfect mate I’m dying to meet her.” Max gave me a wink. “Trust me, one look at him and all that sickness business will vanish in an instant. I mean Xavier has always been a heart breaker.”
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