ISABEL’S POV

I froze in my seat. I tried to maintain my composure as I let out an awkward grin.

“You’re making a mistake. Please check it again.”

The waitress already seemed frustrated, but she still ran it through the machine, and it came out with the same result.

I looked at Austin, panic written all over me. His hands were folded in front of him, with a smug look on his face. The waitress almost flung my card onto the table as she handed it back to me. I felt so embarrassed.

“Is there any other way you can pay for your bill?” she asked, and that was when...