ANNA

Everything was so confusing in my head that every time he finished a cover I thought that was it and that he would join us at the table. I got agitated, and Emily noticed that. She couldn’t help noticing it. I often crossed my legs and rubbed my palms in my nervousness. I could no longer control myself.

“Anna, are you okay? Honestly, you don’t seem to be ...” Emily said, distracting me a little.

“I don’t know, Ems, I don’t know how I feel ... I feel like ...