chapter thirty seven

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Debby's POV

Andre stops right in front of ELSA.. he takes my hand and kisses my knuckles.

"Angel... Are you sure you don't want me to go inside with you?"

I smiled and shake my head.

"No... You have a lot of work back in your office"

"Work can wait, you're more important"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine on my own"

He sighed and reluctantly agreed... I open the door and step out.

"Call me when you're done, I'll come pick you up!" He said.

I simply nod and wave at him... He drives off and I turn and head inside.

I look around.. trying to find a table and call the anonymous and tell him or her that I'm already at ELSA... But my eyes fell on a familiar figure standing by the counter talking to a waiter.

I squirm my eyes to confirm if I'm actually not dreaming.

This is not a dream..but why does this woman's behind look so like that silhouette figure in my dream.

I walk towards her and taps her shoulder..she turns and smiles at me.

I frown..she doesn't just look like the silhouette figure