Craziest decision

Charlotte's pov

I was still sitting at the bar, waiting for Paul, but my thoughts were consumed by Tyler. On my way here, Ava had called to update me about her dad's condition, and I felt the urge to call him. Should I reach out to him or not? That question kept repeating in my mind. After waiting for a while, sitting alone, a young man approached and stood in front of me.

"Hi there, beautiful! What can I get you?" he greeted and waved his right hand.

I looked up at him and felt a sense of familiarity since I had seen him when I first arrived.

"Thanks, but I'm waiting for a friend," I replied.

"Alright, I'm the bar manager, and I don't like seeing gorgeous ladies sitting all alone without a glass of wine," he said.

His remark made me smile, and just as I was about to react, someone touched my shoulder. I turned, mentally prepared for a response, but it was Paul.

"Paul, why did you keep me waiting for so long?" I asked.

"I'm sorry. It was me and Sara. She started anothe