Mato
“Where the hell have you been?” Carmen questioned as I entered through the back of the café. She stood with her hand on her hip and a wooden spoon in the other. I smiled sheepishly at her as I considered how much of the truth I should actually reveal. “Come on, Mato, tell me,” she added in a softer tone, and I shrugged.
“I spent the night at a friend's,” I finally said casually. Carmen continued to eye me suspiciously and I sighed. “I’m back, aren’t I?”
“Yes, but you missed out on Sierna,” she said as she lowered her hand from her hip. “She stopped by to have a look at the place,”
“And?” I asked eagerly. I couldn’t believe I had missed that, and I was angry with myself. I had selfishly decided to indulge in Luke’s idea of revenge.
“And she loves the place,” Carmen exclaimed exci
