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Samantha’s POV
Cara came back after a few minutes and we ordered our food. There was no flirting this time. Everything was fine until that moment. Smiles and excited emotions distracted from the problem at hand.
“Sam, I want to talk to you about what happened to us the other day,” Miggy said, his dark brown eyes staring at me apologetically.
Or was it really apologetic? This was the only time the entire night where he looked bored and almost zoned out.
But I didn’t forget the disrespectful way he treated me the other day. The angry way he talked to me. Even if he was my boyfriend, that kind of behavior wasn’t acceptable.
I hope he won’t do that to me again.
“Please Miggy, don’t act like that much of an arrogant prick ever again,” I said, a hint of anger coloring my tone.
No one would dare to talk to me that way anymore.