" This restaurant was mother's favorite in the city," Becca said and dropped her gaze, a small smile appeared on her lips as recalled how her mother would always bring her here whenever she visited her and how she would proudly boast about this place being the best eatery in the whole New York City.
Leo watched Becca as she stared at her hands on the table and leaned closer, giving her his undivided attention. Not uttering a single word.
Becca looked up from her hands and stared at Leo. " You know I'm not referring to Regina, right?" Becca asked, wondering why Leo didn't look confused or even ask follow-up questions.
" I know," Leo answered and Becca narrowed at him.
" How?"
" I know Regina more than you think, and I also know that she is a woman who isn't capable of settling for anything that isn't the best, even if you beg her. And a three-star restaurant doesn't quite say Regina." Leo answered and Becca pursed her lips.
