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Chapter 12

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The clinking of fine china and the low hum of polite conversation usually grated on my nerves, but today it was a welcome distraction. Anything was better than the silence at home. For three days now, Matt had said almost nothing to me. His cruelty had become a quiet, chilling thing.

He sat across from me at the small table, scrolling through his phone. He hadn't looked at me once since we sat down.

"Did you see the menu?" I asked, my voice sounding too small, too hopeful.

"I'm not hungry," he said, not glancing up. "Order for yourself. If you must."

A waiter came over. "Are we ready to order?"

Matt finally looked up, but at the waiter, not me. "The lady will have the garden salad. No dressing." He gave me a thin, cold smile. "We're watching our figure, aren't we, darling?"

My cheeks burned. I'd wanted the pasta. He knew I'd wanted the pasta. The waiter's polite smile didn't reach his eyes as he nodded and walked away.

"You didn't have to do that," I murmured.

"Do what?" he asked inno
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