73 A ROMANTIC

“Are you okay?” Giovanni asked, walking to her side as he avoided the glass shards. She rolled her eyes when she saw him avoiding it. “It's not like you're barefooted, what's with the unnecessary drama?” She clicked her tongue with distaste. “There's nothing better than being dramatic,” he told her with a wide grin. She shook her head in frustration. Perhaps inviting him wasn't that good of an idea. “Ma'am, here's your wine,” The waiter said as he handed her a tray with a glass of wine seated on it. She took it from him with a look of gratitude. “You didn't have to but thank you,” she told him as she downed the contents of the glass. She stared at the empty glass in her head in confusion before dropping it on the tray. It had a weird taste she couldn't place but she assumed he didn't mix it probably because he was in a rush. “Here. Just make sure you get this cleaned,” she instructed. “Yes, ma'am,” he said and walked in the opposite direction. Anna and Giovanni sat