They already stopped eating.
"What are you looking at?" she noticed that he was staring hard at her.
"Am just memorizing your beautiful face because I'm going to miss you terribly. Will you miss me, Catherine? Would you ever care to remember me if I'm already gone from your life?" he said in a sad voice.
She pursed her mouth not wanting to say anything that she will only regret later.
John rises from his chair and went to the cupboard to get the strongest wine that he has in his position. One or two gulps is enough to make someone drunk and feel high as Mount Everest. This is the moment that requires an extreme last resort. Desperate situation needs a desperate measure.
He picked up two glass and place the glass in front of her. He poured the wine on her glass.
"Have a drink, Cath. It will be our last drink together for a long time because as I can see in your eyes you are going to run away from me again," his penetrating gaze bore into hers.
Bullseye!
