Amelia sat on the bed, all dressed up in a casual outfit of jeans and a corset top with her feet adorned in heeled slippers. Her hair was slicked back into a low ponytail with a neat middle part, and her makeup was done with soft pastel colors. She stared at her phone screen, reading the simple message James had sent her repeatedly. It read,
Meet me at De Prime.
Although she was all set to leave, she still couldn’t help second-guessing her decision to see him for the first time after their sad breakup. She hadn’t been expecting his call the previous day when he’d asked to meet. She thought James would hate her guts after the way she’d left him and had thrown his feelings at his face but as usual, the lovely man still wanted to be friends with her. But she can’t help wondering if she’d be able to stand his presence knowing she’d been the one to hurt him.
The more she stared at the text, the more she questioned herself, her anxiety and nervousness peaking. While still staring at the t
