Ryan Smith“Hello,” she said briefly.I was sure she must have been confused. “Hello, Jennifer. I’m Ryan. Am I bothering you?”“Hi, Ryan. You’re not bothering me. Sorry, I didn’t recognize your voice.”“It’s okay. A few days ago, I forgot to ask for your number, so I got it from the university. Also, I want to apologize for leaving you back then. To make it up to you, are you free tonight? Would you like to have dinner with me?”She was silent for a moment. All I could hear was her breathing. There was no other sound besides her breathing. “Okay. What time? Where?”“I’ll pick you up at 6 p.m. We’ll have dinner at The Tavern. How does that sound?”“Okay. I just moved to this city a few days ago, so I know little about the restaurants or anything else yet. I trust your choice.”“Okay. We’ll meet at six later. See you.” After that, our conversation ended.That afternoon, I felt something was off about me. Something had happened to me, but I didn’t know what. After placing my phone on the
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