Chapter 8

The atmosphere of the cafe was bathed in soft, warm glow as Samantha sat there, her face carried a sense of determination that betrayed the storm of emotions raging within her. She watched as Alexander entered, his presence commanding attention, and his eyes scanning the room until they settled on her.

Their eyes got locked for a moment, and the weight of their shared history and unspoken truths hung heavily in the air. Alexander walked towards her table gracefully, his expression a mix of apprehension and hope.

"Samantha," he began carefully, "I didn't expect to see here, I mean the look...."

Samantha's response was sharp, her voice filled with bitterness. "Well, you found me, didn't you? Just like you've been trying to find me all along."

Alexander turn to look at her eyes, taken aback by what she just said. "Me? Samantha, I wasn't the one trying to find you. I've been worried about you, yes, but I didn't want to intrude on your life."

Samantha's eyes blinked with anger as she retor