Chapter Fifity-Six Dilemma

I left the house quickly, hoping to meet Angela soon. In my perception, I seemed to be the only one grappling with a peculiar 'problem,' as happy faces greeted me at every turn. From the security at the parking lot to the valet service and the waitress at the restaurant, smiles seemed to surround me. However, I couldn't shake off the deep unease I felt, evident in the creases on my forehead. As I entered the restaurant, the air felt stiff, and the decor, though minimalistic and bright, clashed with primary and secondary colors. The aroma of caramel from the bakery section competed with the raw smell emanating from the kitchen. Irritated by my seat close to the kitchen door, I moved to a table near the front door, where I observed a couple holding hands outside, sipping cappuccino from a large cup with two straws. Contemplating the couple's apparent sweetness, I couldn't help but reflect on my own relationship with Evan. However, a looming secret weighed on my conscience. I wondered if