A Night with Mr. Stranger
“The 16th of February.”
My eyes narrowed slightly.
He couldn’t recognize the woman, but he could remember the exact date?
I folded my arms tighter. “How do you remember the date so vividly?”
Leo leaned toward me and whispered, “I’ll never forget the day she broke up with you. Through text.”
My jaw tightened.
“Are you teasing me right now?” I asked, leveling him with a glare.
“I dare not, sir,” Leo said quickly, straightening.
“Found it!” the manager suddenly announced.