Luckily, Eida was not facing them, or that would be another torture that she had to endure. Watching the two of them with their parents, probably discussing their wedding, would be hell.
Thankfully, she had gone through the first two-course meal without a hitch. But she had enough.
After what seemed forever, the head waiter came to her. "Is there a problem with the food?" The man in a black, formal jacket asked, probably wondering why she barely touched them.
Looking at her barely eaten food, she could not blame his concern. After all, she did come from the media, and her words of dissatisfaction could become an issue if it would say something terrible.
"No, it was great. I am just not particularly hungry." She did not want to make a fuss over her. "Can I just have the check?" Refusing their offer for a complimentary dessert.
