At The Right Time

Ivy sat in the driver's seat of her car, gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessary.

The familiar sight of her restaurant, loomed just ahead, its modern glass windows reflecting the soft glow of the morning sky.

She should have been inside already, checking on the staff, ensuring the everything would run smoothly. But instead, she remained here, heart pounding, eyes fixed on the entrance like she was gathering the courage to face a storm.

The storm wasn't inside the restaurant, though. It was Hunter.

For the past week, things between them had been...off. And it was all her fault. She couldn't blame him especially since she had started all this, thinking he wanted to take revenge on her.

After everything and the way she had spoken to him in the part, she still couldn't believe he could actually have helped her the other day.