James sat in his car, his mind unable to escape thoughts of Mia ever since their breakup. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about her. He pulled out his phone and searched for her pictures, a smile spreading across his face with each slide. Suddenly, he summoned the courage to call her. As the phone rang, his heart raced.
"Hey," Mia's voice said from the other end after she picked up.
You picked it up! Hey, Mia, James said, trying to contain his excitement.
"Oh, it's you," Mia responded. "What do you want?" she asked, her tone cold.
"I miss you," James admitted. I really wanted to hear your voice again. Look, Mia, I'm sorry if I've done anything to…
"I told you not to apologize," Mia interrupted sharply.
"Yeah, I know, but..."
"Just stop. I want
