Sarah’s POVThe moment Vince left, the room felt colder, emptier. Of course, she would call him right in the middle of our dinner. Of course, she would need him urgently. And of course, despite everything, he still went to her. I stabbed my spoon into the now-lukewarm porridge, my appetite completely gone. The taste of him still lingered on my lips. But then his phone rang, and just like that, he was gone. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. I refused to let this get to me. I refused to let her win. A knock at the door startled me, and I quickly schooled my expression into something neutral. The waiter entered, his eyes darting around the room in confusion. "Miss, is everything alright? Would you like anything else?" "No, thank you. I'm done." I said, forcing a smile that did not reach my eyes.He hesitated, glancing at the barely touched porridge. "Shall I pack it for you?" "No need." I stood, smoothing down my dress. "I'll take care of the bill."
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