He walked into the restaurant where he was supposed to meet his girlfriend. The place was as inviting as it was comfortable. He had been here before. They had had meals in this place and it had formed a part of their memories. He loved coming here. Today felt weird even before he stepped in, but he walked in anyway.
“hey, you’re finally here. You are two hours late.” She said.
“I’m sorry I’m late”
“its fine babe. Meet my friends. Thought we’d have a group date.” She says.
He walks in not knowing one of them was her lover.