#Chapter 38: A Promise

Abby The weight of loneliness presses down on me as the pristine table setting lies untouched. The absence of Adam’s presence burns more than any verbal rebuke ever could. Frustration bubbles within me as I glare at the untouched plates of food, each dish meticulously crafted to symbolize the deep affection I hold for him. “This damned evening…” I mutter under my breath. My fingers tremble slightly as I quickly text Chloe: “Adam didn’t show. AGAIN.” Before I can even put my phone down, it’s vibrating, and Chloe’s name flashes across the screen. I take a deep breath and answer. “Hey.” Chloe wastes no time, her voice thick with worry and frustration. “Abby, what the hell happened? Did he at least call?” I sigh, trying to hold back my tears. “I waited, Chloe. Set the table, lit candles, even put on that playlist he loves. An hour goes by, and nothing. So I called him. And guess where he is?” Chloe huffs. “Let me guess. The restaurant?” “Bing