C67 Tired of it all

WRITER’S POV

After they walked out of the coffee shop and away from it, Veronica stopped walking abruptly and snatched her hand from Lawrence’s grip.

“Oh, I’m sorry...” Lawrence apologized.

She faced him squarely. “Why did you come here? To see how miserable my life is? Huh? Ah, I guess to see for yourself what great man I had come to see...”

“Vero...” he called, almost in whispers