~Dante’s POV~
The search for Lola has not shown any positive results so far. It seems as though the entire universe is conspiring against me. I lied to her and failed to keep my vow to be hers even after we were married. I looked at the time, and it was getting close to lunch. I arranged my table. When I turned around, I heard that someone had knocked on the door.
“Come in!” I ordered. Then the woman who was responsible for my plight walked in.
“Hey, babe, I reserved a table for us at your favorite restaurant.”
“And that is?”
“Mike’s.”
“Well, that’s not my favorite restaurant. What made you think it was my favorite?”
“Dante, I don’t know anything about you.”
“That’s because you are not my wife. I said, making sure to stare her in the eye the entire time.
“Dante, can you please tel
