Bella POV.

I finally met George in a cafe downtown.

When I arrived by taxi, I saw a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses waiting in the window seat of the cafe.

At once, I was getting a little nervous.

That person was George.

I walked up to him and said.

"George, I'm sorry to call you out at such short notice. I'm not interrupting your work, am I?"

George looked at me and suddenly his eyes stared straight at me for a moment before he smiled and replied.

"No, you are not interrupting anything. It's just about time for a lunch break."

I put on a little light makeup today,...