Am I Married?
"So it's really you. How are you?"
Droplets of sweat appear on my forehead. I move my hand up and wipe them away. "It's nice to see you. I'm fine, how are you doing?"
His brows slightly furrowed as he looks at me, confused. I force a smile, trying to mask my fear from my face.
He wanders his eyes around, "Do you know someone here?"
"No, I don't. I'm here with a friend."
He glances back at me, nodding, "Why are you sitting alone then?"