ELLA.
I looked up to the direction in which the voice from earlier came from and it was him---Lawrence.
"Do you even realize I have been looking for you, Theresa. How could you think of leaving without me?" Lawrence said, his voice firm, carrying that familiar edge that always made people around him pause.
He took a deep breath, like he was trying to steady himself, but it didn't soften his expression. Instead, his gaze shifted, narrowing slightly as it landed on the person seated across from me.
"And who is he?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes instantly, irritation bubbling up inside me.
Not again.
Was he seriously about to start this kind of behavior here? In public? In front of everyone? What exactly was he trying to imply….that I wasn't allowed to talk to anyone? That I couldn't sit down and eat with someone else without being questioned like this?
