Chapter 2

SAVANA's POV I wasn't able to move on from that donut thing for a month, hoping Kai won't do it again. It was so embarrassing, God… I had high hopes that tonight's event would be enjoyable and special, and that the donut situation would not be repeated in the future. This time around, I just wanted to take things seriously. I love Kai, and while I didn't have a problem with where we are in our relationship right now. I do have needs, and I needed him to meet those needs immediately regardless of the circumstances. Since last year, I had been bottling up all of my sexual angst inside of me. It was more than just enough for me. As soon as I got to my apartment, I stripped off my clothes and put on the dress that I had bought earlier at the shopping mall. It was a sparkly black dress that barely grazed my mid-thighs without a strap, and was very tight around my ass. I loosened my long and wavy blonde hair and grabbed my purse before exiting my apartment then took a cab to go to my favorite restaurant, A Taste of Heaven Diner. I already texted Kai that I would wait for him there and that I already made a reservation yesterday. I didn't mind having to wait for the first hour since from where I was sitting. I had a great view of the dark beach that was lit up with a variety of colorful lights. This made the wait go by quickly. My mood was still pleasant. I did not give up waiting for him because I was confident that he would show up. Perhaps he was just held up in traffic, or maybe he went out of his way to surprise me with a bouquet of flowers or a gift. But throughout the following hour, I couldn't help but feel anxious. Where might he be? I reached into my purse, took out my phone, and made the executive decision to send him a message to let him know that I was still waiting for him to arrive so that we could celebrate our first anniversary. It had been three hours since I had contacted him, yet I had received no response from him. It was approaching 10 o'clock at night, and the waitress continued coming back to ask for my order, but I declined to give her one. This was the umpteenth time she had asked me for it. After looking around the restaurant, I noticed that some patrons had already left the establishment. I let out a deep sigh. It was hard for me to comprehend that Kai had just done that to me. I gave up at 11 o'clock and decided to leave the restaurant with an uneasy feeling. I didn't know if it was because I hadn't eaten anything or because of my frustration towards Kai. I ruffled my hair and pulled it hard in irritation. I felt so upset because he didn't show up, didn't even bother to send me a message. And at the same time, I felt worried because something bad might have happened to him. After wrapping my coat around myself, I checked my phone in the vain hope that he would at least send me a text message or give me a call to let me know what was going on. I left the restaurant and dialed the number for a taxi service to take me back to my apartment. My eyelids were heavy, and I was on the verge of falling asleep very immediately when I got a text message from him. "I'm sorry, but I won't be able to make it tonight. Let's celebrate our anniversary next time." At this particular instant, I had the sensation that my heart was going to burst. I went back and read his text multiple times. He didn't even bother to call me? God! What the hell was he thinking? I was so focused on thinking about him and I didn't notice that tears were already falling from my eyes and landing on the screen of my phone. I used the pad of my thumb to clean it, and then I brought it to my heart and hugged it as though my life depended on it. I felt upset with myself right now. Maybe he was thinking that I was going to ask him to have sex with me. I let out a sigh of disappointment and turned to stare out the window. The rain began falling in torrents all of a sudden. Even the atmosphere seemed to share my sadness. I blew my nose and sobbed quietly in the corner. When the taxi driver saw my reflection in the rear view mirror, he quickly diverted his gaze. His expression conveyed a sense of apprehension. 'Miss, are you alright?" he asked me politely. 'Did you break up with your boyfriend?" I smiled and shook my head in a dismissive manner to show my disapproval. Right now, I have no desire to engage in conversation with anyone. But he was oblivious to the fact that I did not wish to communicate with him. "You look horrible, Miss…" he remarked. A sour smirk formed on my face. I made the decision, to be honest with him in the hopes that he could have some advice for me that would help me feel better. "My boyfriend and I are celebrating our first anniversary together tonight, but it appears like he has other, more important things to accomplish." I said, emphasizing the words "more important". 'He didn't even bother to explain the reason why he didn't show up," I added as I wiped the tears on my face. I paused, leaning back against my seat, and took a few deep breaths. "Or...maybe he doesn't love me anymore…" I finished my explanation in a hushed tone, fighting the urge to burst out crying again. "But you are very pretty and seemed like you have a good heart, honey…" He complimented. "Am I?" I asked unbelievably. "Then my boyfriend is blind to see the beauty that you see in me.'' "Don't let your heart break because of him, my dear…" He smiled at me in an understanding manner. 'If that's the case, you should go have some fun by yourself. Have a good time with your friends or anyone free tonight."