Chapter 8~

SARAH

“I know a good place,” He texted back.

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I stood clutching onto my purse glancing at my watch over and over again, wondering what was taking him so long to text back.

I sat in the taxi looking out the window, worried over the fact that Ryan and I might end up getting caught hanging out. I laced both of my hands together as my mind wanders off in deep thoughts on what could happen.

He had mentioned in his text about a good place downtown where few persons were known to visit.

So he says!!… I thought to myself.

“Ahhhhh!” I grunted angrily staring at my phone screen, when seconds turned into minutes without a single text from him.

“I guess he had thoughts of all this to be bad and might have canceled on our behalf,” I said as I facepalmed myself feeling embarrassed.

“Next stop please,” I managed to say tapping on the shoulders of the driver who sang along to the country song playing in the background of his taxi, which I found annoying at some point and