When words fail, silence will prevail.
In the Dream Cafe, Becky was sitting by the window, where she could clearly see the Grand Night Casino.
It was in the morning when very few people were milling about. From where she was sitting, she could see the disappointed faces of the people walking out of the Casino.
After a night of gambling, it was more common to lose than win and oftentimes, their losses were so big that they would lose their minds. Brian didn't see the world in black and white; he liked to explore the gray area too. He liked to watch people scramble in despair.
The sound of the bells rung as someone came in the shop. The Dream Cafe had very few customers around this time of the day. For some reason, Becky had a gut feeling that it was Brian and when she turned around so see who it was - she wasn't surprised to find that she was right.
Brian saw Becky right away but he didn't expect she would be earlier. He started walking towards when the waitress came over to ask for his order and handing over a menu. Brian didn't even look at the menu when he spoke, "One cup of black coffee, and one cup of Kona."
"Just a moment, sir."
"You still remember," Becky said in a soft tone, just the same tone as Brian could remember, with less playful pride and more sentiment.
"My memory's always been good," Brian said flatly.
After a pause, Becky asked, "So, you want to talk about Mark?" Gazing into Brian's deep eyes, she asked slowly, "If I told you that I didn't do it, do you believe me?"
"Then tell me, was it you or not?"
"...." Becky remained silent for a moment. After the waitress had served their coffees and left, she said, "Yes." She instantly felt her insides drop when she uttered the word, "yes." Suddenly, she was resentful and then asked through clenched teeth, "You obviously loved me enough before to let me do whatever I want so what's changed now? I remember you always found my eyes beautiful. I just acted out because I didn't want you watch me go blind. Bri, where did I go wrong? I just want to keep the best thing for you but it's costing me you, the one I truly want to be with."
Becky's voice was pained and bitter, which was clearly shown in her eyes.
"So you think you can play god and threaten my son's life?" Brian retorted, his eyes sharp as ever, "Becky, if you really knew me, you would know that you should never touch my bottom line. I am really angry at you right now."
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