"Can you do me a favor?" I asked Kay in a sour tone.
"One second." he said and went to attend to a nagging customer. He didn't taunt me all day, I'm assuming, he sensed I wasn't in the mood, I really wasn't.
I thought working would make me feel better but it didn't, it actually made me feel worse, seeing all these couples walk in, and having all these flash mob proposals.
"What do you need?" he returned to me,
I sighed and dug my hand into my pocket, pulling out Karl's ring, "Can you return this to Karl?" It took everything in me to give that back,
I guess I haven't come to terms that it's over,
He looked at the ring and then at me,
"Are you sure you don't want to do it yourself?" He asked,
I shook my head in response and tucked my hair apprehensively, "It's been a month, I think I have come to terms with it...."
Kay hesitated, but took it anyway, "I'm going to check on table five, you can watch Jay, he seems clueless."
"How's he?" I cut in suddenly, Kay stopped and stared at me confused, "I mean Karl, how's he?" It took a lot of strength to ask, I hope he doesn't make fun of me.
"He's fine." He answered to my surprise, "And, I might have mentioned you work here now."
"What did he say?" I whispered.
"He seemed not to mind."
I scoffed, I thought at least he would show up here and pretend to buy a beer, just to see me once,
Kay hissed in frustration and faced me,
"Look Delilah, I know what you want to hear, you want to hear Karl is miserable without you, that he's yearning for you so he can't breathe, and in some way he probably is, but I'm going to be honest and tell you he's doing fine, he's not whining over you, he's...."
"He's seeing someone--" I cut in sharply.
Kay staggered before speaking again, which meant he was,
"It's been over a month, he's clearly moved on, you should too." I couldn't believe Karl had moved on so quickly, but Kay was right, it was for the best.
I guess hearing Karl had moved on was the booster I needed to move on as well, and as time went by. I thought of him less and focused more on my work.
"This came in this morning, with a wine bottle." Caleb said as I got back from work, he didn't even wait for me to have a glass of water, or shower.
"Who sent it?"
With a huff, I took it from him and looked at it, at first I couldn't believe my eyes, then I quickly ripped the envelope.
"Who is it?" Caleb asked, a lot curious now.
I snorted, "It's from Jenna."
"Karl's ex-wife, Jenna." Caleb's eyes widened, "It's a wedding invitation, VIP, can you imagine?" I let out a laugh of disbelief.
Caleb couldn't believe his ears to, so he snatched it from me to take a look, "Oh, this woman is petty....dear honorable guest, you are cordially invited to celebrate the marriage of Jenna---" I didn't wait for him to finish reading and just walked away. Just when I thought I was done with this whole drama I get sulked more into it.