Chapter 128: Is This Karma

The record player was playing the tune can't take my eyes off you. The candle lights danced gently in the night breeze through the open window.

Nathalia couldn't understand the mixed feelings in her heart. The food was beautiful, but she found it difficult to be present and suddenly, she remembered something. She put her fork and knife down and said, "Please lend me some money. I will give it back to you when I get back to Miami."

It came like an icy cold shower and killed the fire in Spencer unexpectedly. Is she doing it on purpose? I've taken time to prepare all this, and she's not even in it.

"Have you got your passport?" Spencer asked indifferently.

"Shit. No." Now Nathalia had then realized she literally had nothing with her. No money, no passport, no phone, and she couldn't even speak Italian. Frustration was all over her face. She put her head down, defeated.