His Regret Her Revenge

Kendra's POV,

I was exhausted, tense and jittery. The time kept ticking, and nervously I drank a mouth full of the wine in front of me.

My heart skips as this would be a great deal. I kept pouring myself some champagne in the glass.

A second thought came to me. Maybe I should just leave. I hate delay and lack patience, but then why do I feel like waiting for him?

This proposal was one like never before, a lifetime changer. The thrilling song which plays sent chills running down my spine.

I was sweaty, nervous, scrolling at my phone and keeping fixed eyes on the door.

There were four hours waiting, 4 hours expecting and 4 hours for a game changer.

Some patrons took pictures of me and some wanted my autographs. I was a celebrity of some sort.

The first woman to be awarded as the business person of the year, a model and more. My faces were on magazines, posters, billboards, and some cosmetic products.

Popularity was just my thing and, thanks to determination, I got to where I am.

Something I worked so hard to earn after his rejection and betrayal. I wanted that, to make him see the woman I had become.

Unfortunately, we never met after that cold incident that threw my life into a state of misery.

Fortunately, I met another him, my therapist and partner, who helped me overcome, develop and believe in myself.

He was my ticket to becoming a billionaire. I was done using him to attain my glory. The contract between us had elapsed, but then I ended up with an engagement ring.

It was getting darker and still, no trace of him. The atmosphere was mild and tranquil.

Nervously, I rolled my eyes to the glassy wall and saw someone in a dark suit, with an umbrella, staring at me.

The duffel coat looked incongruous with the black dress he wore underneath. I was petrified at first.

His face wasn't clear, and my face flushed red, it was a quick glance that was captivating until he got away.

Quickly, I shifted my gaze back to the table, occupied by the papers in front of me.

I folded my lips, bored and yawning. Soon, Laura would be calling, and I just didn't know the lie I'd cooked up for my sudden lateness.

Everything I do is for her, and she had better appreciate that.

My eyes glanced at the diamond ring on my index finger. This felt like a date, one I had avoided for years.

I twisted it along with my lips. Tonight, I just have to say it all out, but where was he?

The last time I waited this long was for Dante. It was a cold night and I got crushed by the rain, and he never came.

It's been years and that memory has been suspended, something I fight so hard to erase.

Life goes on. I hope this works out and one of us doesn't get hurt.

My hair was unkempt and the glasses I now adopted for my eyes made me look like a nerd.

It seems he rented the whole place and booked our table close to the glassy wall, a bouquet of flowers covered the table.