Don't keep me waiting

3: Anxio

rying to find a comfortable position as I continued to wait in the cozy corner of the café

ps, and the soft tunes of background music filled the air. Normally, this ambiance wo

k, your message unchanged. "Running a bit late, be there in 15 minutes." I couldn't help but rer

pressive cloud, making it hard to breathe. I took another sip of my lukewarm coffee,

different scenarios. What if you had second thoughts? What if something

he other café-goers on me, their curious glances like a spotlight. I was trapped

ment. The longer I waited, the more my anxiety grew, casting a shadow over what was supposed to be a