She was waiting for him to get out of his car. When he did they locked eyes. He smiled at her and she returned it. I’ve been waiting for you, her eyes seemed to say.
However her gaze immediately averted when he walked into the restaurant – as though she knew they were doing something wrong. He was here.
“I can’t talk to you.”
That’s all he needed to hear.
He saw the desperation in her eyes. After a second which seemed like an eternity he made up his mind. He was done playing the fool; he walked out of the restaurant without saying goodbye. She held back a tear as he drove away.
Writing Prompt from Reddit: I give you the punctuation, you write the story.