I CHOSE to sit at the table on the far corner of the hall. From my point of vision, I can see every person in the place. My heart is still pounding as I try to see their faces, checking if there's someone familiar to me.

I was too busy wandering my eyes around that I didn't notice the waiter placing the main dish and a bottle of wine on my table.

"Do you have a company ma'm?" the waiter asked me respectively.

I looked up at him, "Yes, I'm with my... husband," I said quietly, mind zoning out.

"Oh, I'm so sorry..." he mumbled before setting up the table,...