I checked my gold wristwatch for the fourth time; it was 7:30 Pm. Why isn't she here? What could be keeping her at home? I have called her twice already, she didn't pick up either did she return the call. Are you sure she hasn't changed her mind? But Heaven isn't like that; she is one girl that keeps her promises.
The waiter came with a menu and pulled me from my thoughts, "Just get me a glass of Pure Heaven, thank you." I quickly dismissed him.
In the search for some kind of distraction I glanced at the entrance, only couples came in and left; no trace of Heaven. I looked around and found every table busy. The restaurant was full of activities. An old couple eating side by side, one glass of wine each, studiously bent over their meals. A group of young women in their thirties collapsing with helpless giggles as a stern woman dining alone nearby looked on and frowned. Two businessmen in grey suits were having a serious conversation on the table by my left.
