Sharon leaned against her apartment door, exhaling a shaky breath as she replayed the evening in her mind. Bruce’s sincerity had caught her off guard. She had expected charm,maybe even arrogance,but not this level of earnestness.
Walking into her small living room, she kicked off her heels and sank into the couch, her mind racing.
"He’s serious," she whispered to herself, staring at the ceiling. "He really likes me."
She reached for her phone, scrolling through messages and stopping at Russell’s most recent text from days ago:
Russell: "Let’s meet again soon. I’ll make it worth your while."
Her lips curled into a bitter smile. Russell had never been serious about her. He had used her, lied to her, and in the end, thrown her aside when it no longer suited him.
But Bruce? He was differ
