I let a smile fall on my lips. "Hey, Sam," I greeted with a small wave. "I finally managed to catch you," I commented casually.
He arched a brow at me. "What do you mean that you finally managed to catch me?" He questioned as his eyes burned with curiosity. Then all of a sudden, it finally clicked inside his head. "Have you been waiting for me?"
"Mhmm…" I muttered under my breath as I nodded lightly. "I wanted to talk to you."
"You know…" he began, his voice trailing off. "If this is about your ex-husband and his dreams, then there's nothing much I can do," he said blatantly, going straight to the point, much to my disappointment.
My face fell in an instant, thinking that my plan had to be put on hold, but I found a new wave of determination that washed over me and mostly a thirst for revenge, after all, revenge is a dish best served cold.
