The Unexpected Romance
"Please take a seat."
I sat down, my mind racing.
What do I do? Should I apologise? Explain me. Stay silent?
"So, how are you feeling, Miss Brown?" he asked, leaning back in his chair, his tone casual but laced with amusement.
"I-I..." I stammered, completely lost for words.
"You seem nervous," he observed, leaning forward slightly. "I don’t appreciate that."
I bit my lip again, looking down.
Great, Isabella. Way to make things worse.
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