Georgina Sinclair's POV:I check the time again.An hour has passed.Then two.Then nearly three.Each time the door opens and the tiny bell above it chimes, I lift my eyes. And each time, it's someone else. There was an elderly couple, a trio of businessmen, a woman in a yellow dress who laughs too loudly. But never Ryan.Never the person I've been waiting for tonight.The wine in my glass has long turned warm. I've only had one and Clara had already refilled it twice. She always have a hopeful smile on her face that she tries to mask with professionalism. She's tactful. But I know pity when I see it.Eventually, she comes again. Her steps are quiet, tentative. She folds her hands politely in front of her as she stops beside my table."Luna Georgina..." she begins gently." Would you like to order now? I'm sure Alpha Ryan is just... held up. Sometimes work just doesn't let go. Even the most important person in this city can experience it."I look up at her. I can feel the corner of m
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