"Yes," Elena quickly replied. "I'm free to see the two of you!"
She couldn't believe it. Her husband had actually agreed to see her! And with Mr. Fabio there, Elena was confident she could plead her case—maybe she wouldn't be divorced after all!
"Excellent," Mr. Fabio replied just as cheerily. "Then I'll see you at the Violet Garden tomorrow at 3 o'clock sharp?"
"Yes! For sure, Mr. Fabio. I can't wait to see the both of you there."
"The reservation will be under Fabio," the old man told her. "Have a wonderful day, my dear."
Elena stared at her phone in awe. Had her husband perhaps decided against giving her the cold shoulder?
There were no new text messages from him, but maybe he wanted to tell Elena directly in person?
Had her dirty text messages made a difference?
Elena wasn't su
