Amelia stared into me with a knowing smile as the waiter delivered our salads. That smile grated on my nerves but all I could do was smile and combatively stab my rugelach.
This was our first time meeting since that crazy night. All the basic niceties had been said. How is your child? Let me see pictures! Are your parents in good health?
“So! Where have you been?” I began with a bright tone to mask my underlying tension.
Amelia took in a cleansing yoga breath. She exhaled dramatically. Then she settled back into that infuriating smile.
The last time I saw you, dear Amelia, you slapped me across the face and called me a slut before getting tossed on all fours and angrily f****d in your arse by a stud that is now my lover. And all you can do is smile at me like an angel from on high?
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