Chapter 94

"I should be asking you that question, not you. What are you going here Charlotte" Desmond asked as he dropped the glass he was holding on the tray of the waiter that passed.

Before giving him an answer which was stuck to her throat, Charlotte looked down at her red shirt which he had mistakenly spilled a drink on, it wasn't that visible and it was only a little of his drink that had splashed on her "Give me a minute, I'll be right back" she said and went in the direction of the washroom. She washed her hands and then her face before taking a napkin, soaking it a little, and wiping off the drink from her shirt.

A few minutes later, she walked out and went back to meet Desmond who was still standing in the same position she had left him.

Charlotte looked at her long-time friend from childhood, it's been six years since she last saw him because his family had moved out of the city, and of all places, they could clash with each other, it ended up being at a bar.

His blonde hair was r