Chapter 7: Something Like Jealousy
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Chapter 7: Something Like Jealousy
Three days passed without a word from Leon.
No texts. No calls. No reminders to show up or look perfect.
Amara told herself it was a relief — that she didn’t need the pressure. But the silence? It felt like punishment.
She was still staring at her screen when her phone lit up:
> “Be ready. Dinner. 8PM. Dress casual.”
The restaurant wasn’t five-star. It was a rooftop bar — low lights, candles, city skyline glowing around them.
Leon was already seated when she arrived.
> “This isn’t your usual scene,” she said, sliding into the chair.
> “You’re not my usual date.”
That made her pause.
Halfway through the meal, a waitress stopped by — pretty, flirty, laughing too hard at Leon’s smallest comments.
Amara felt her stomach twist.
> “She’s really into you,” she muttered when the waitress walked off.
> “Does that bother you?”
Amara narrowed her eyes. “Of course not. Why would it?”
Leon smirked. “You’re a terrible liar.”
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