Chapter 22

Balch was a real neat freak. He always hiit the bathroom before wrapping up any meal, even if it was just for a quick hand wash.

This had become a long–term habit, and his friends were used to it.

He pushed the door to the bathroom, finding it empty.

Meanwhile, back in the private dining room where Seraphina was, Terrell was sitting comfortably, reaching out for the cream of mushroom soup that the waiter was bringing over.

But before he could get a grip, the waiter’s hand loosened.

The soup dish fell on the table, splashing most of the soup on Terrell.

Terrell jumped up, “What the hell, man?”

“I’m so sorry, sir!” The waiter rushed to apologize, grabbing some napkins to clean Terrell up.

Terrell pushed him away,

don’t you head to the bathroom and freshen up? I’ll get you a clean

are you waiting for?” Terrell said

tissue he had in his hand

basin to wipe off the soup stains

who it was, Terrell’s face changed

hands as usual,

Lawson..” Terrell finally managed to say

focusing on washing his hands without even looking his way.

echoing off the walls. It was eerie how

still was the breath of Seraphina in one of the stalls.

two guys outside, but because of the man in

a man, or more precisely, she was cornering him in

this man

and heart rate, but most of her energy was spent

growing colder, clearly running out of patience.

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