Chapter 30: False Identity
"You look well." Esme finally dared to in the eye. He looked better, his eyes were still sunken but had a bit of life in them. His clothes were not rumpled nor his sleeves unbuttoned like they would on a normal day.
He had cleaned up nicely, his hair washed, combed, and styled nicely and his Cologne of mint reminded her of home.
Home.
"You look well too," she replied returning her gaze to her palms in her lap.
The silence loomed over the both of them for a while, neither saying anything.
"Let's order something then, wouldn't want to miss the entire point of this meeting." He waved one of the waiters around.
"Ready to make your order?"
"Yes, I would have the quinoa salad."
"And you ma'am?" the waiter turned to Esme who still tried to figure out what t
