I stared at the text until the words blurred.
My stomach dropped so hard I thought I might throw up right there on the bar. I set the phone down slowly, hands shaking, and raked my fingers through my hair. Everything felt too loud and too quiet at the same time.
The bar door opened behind me. I didn’t look up until someone slid onto the stool right next to mine.
Gal.
I turned fast, eyebrows furrowed. “Why on earth are you here? Are you stalking me?”
He leaned back against the bar and shook his head. “This is just my vicinity. I’ve always come to this bar. You just happened to be here too.”
I raked my fingers through my hair again and looked away. “I don’t want to talk to you. Leave me alone.”
He didn’t move. “I saw what happened online. I don’t understand why you keep sticking with
