It was as though I was running through a maze.
I was completely lost for direction.
I am completely lost for direction.
How hard could it be to just find the place?
The restaurant, which she was waiting in, was inconspicuous amongst the various shop houses.
I was nearly an hour late.
How could this happen to me on this day?
What kind of first impression will I cast on her father?
“Turn right at the next junction. Go straight and make a left turn at Bali Lane. You should be able to see the restaurant on your left.”
I wasn’t even sure if I had locked my car.
I elbowed my way through the crowd and yelled, “I’ve got reservations!”
“This way, please.”
I spotted her; even though she was barely visible in the dusk of the room.
Her eyes glistened as she looked up towards me.
I registered the words her eyes were screaming out:
‘Too Little, Too Late’
