Anya's POVMaskim and I had agreed to meet at a five star restaurant by noon, I specifically chose a private one but with a non-concealed CCTV in case he doesn't stay true to his words. Unlike most men in my life who had been very predictable, with Maskim, you can never tell.I found him waiting at the table when I arrived. He got up as soon as he saw me.“Hey, you are here.” He smiled and moved to pull out a chair for me.I gave him a little smile in appreciation and sat down.“Thank you for coming, I was starting to doubt that you would actually show up.” He laughed as he sat down.I huffed. “Well, I gave you my word,” I said coldly.“Yeah, this feels like old times.” He said.“What does?”“Us, on a date, you know? Just like back then.” He smiled.I crumpled my face. “I am sorry, is that what you think this is? A date?” I asked, grabbing my bag from the table.“Wait, no, no.” He said in a rush of words. “I used the wrong word, I am sorry.”I sighed and relaxed back. “So why am I her
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