Seventy Nine

I checked the time on my phone and then glanced out the window of the coffee shop. Almost ten minutes had passed since I arrived and I was still waiting for Cheska. Would she show up?

Feeling anxious, I decided to send her a text, but there was no response even after five minutes. As I sat there, the two coffees I had ordered earlier were consumed, and the place was now almost full. The sound of chatter from the customers at the tables mixed with the noise of people waiting for their orders at the counter.

Suddenly, the door opened, and I thought it was Cheska, but it was Evan. Our eyes met, and he smiled and nodded at me, so I smiled back.

He went to the counter while I was praying that Cheska would not have come until Evan had left. Seconds passed, and it felt like an hour had passed. I also didn't expect Evan to come to my table.

"Are you waiting for Zach?" he asked.

"No, I'm just winding down while waiting for my class," I answered. "By the way, thank you, Evan, for not tellin