She felt weak again on seeing her them again.
Her heart squeezed as she confronted herself. ' Why in all people must I love him ? I knows he's a player. I know he can't love me, I am not his type.'
As thoughts ran in her Mind she walked directly to the hotel bar and ordered for wine.
The truth the woman Canary had just entered the room with was just one of the hotel staff.
Canary had just reported that his washroom had no water so the lady had come to confirm.
" I am sorry for the inconveniences Mr Anderson, but I will get men to fix it right way." She promised.
" Okay.."
After she left the room. But Lisa didn't know all that, she knew Canary was a player. She was used to seeing him with different women , So knowing he's gonna sleep with anyone wasn't a surprise to her.
But ever since she developed feelings for him she couldn't help feel bad about these actions, she was struggling and trying herself not to get lost into him. But the harder she tried, the more it haunted her.
As the men came to fix the water, Canary decided to leave the room and went to the Hotel bar too. Little did he know that Lisa was there.
He had got himself a seat from one of the couches when he saw a familiar figure at the counter.
" Isn't that Lisa, What's she doing here ?" He asked himself.