She felt instant regret for her words as she watched his reaction, a look of disappointment washing over his face as he shook his head. Her anger began to dissipate as she began to apologize. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so harsh. It's just a lot to take in I'm just a little overwhelmed by it all. But I have no place to speak to you like that. I really am very sorry." She bit her lip, hoping he knew she really did mean what she said.<br/><br/>The last thing she wanted to do was anger or upset him. She nodded as she listened to him speak, and he was right. It was a blessing she had, and he'd been rather generous. Though his next words caught her slightly off guard. "I never had a clue. There was somebody. He broke things off when we found out about the slave laws. He was from a poor family, and he couldn't deal with the thought of losing me to someone else. We were together for eight months. The only reason I bring him up is because I've known you much longer. I wouldn't have turned you down, Sebastian. If you'd asked me out before I was with him, I wouldn't have said no." Images of the early days of the cafe began to play in her mind. He'd been there from the beginning. When she wasn't running around waiting on people, her spare moments were spent stealing glances at him. She'd liked him for about a year and a half. But eventually she gave up. He wouldn't have shown any interest in her. She was just the insignificant waitress who occasionally fetched him a cup of coffee. She quit hoping and finally stopped wishing. Though soon enough, somebody else popped up, Nathan. He would visit the cafe, requesting her service every time. Eventually, he began asking her out, politely of course. He was a gentleman in every way. She declined him, however. He didn't give up. Every week hed come back, asking her if she had changed her mind. After 3 months or so, she finally caved and accepted his offer. "I wish I would've known..." She said quietly.<br/><br/>She could handle cooking and cleaning, she knew, nodding as he listed off his expectatioms for her. But what exactly did he mean by games? She raised an eyebrow questioningly. "Games? What do you mean by that?" She asked, curiosity piqued.