The moment my back was to her, a sharp, steel-like grip clamped down on my arm, yanking me back with unexpected force.
“Do you really think you can just leave after ruining everything? Did you see that ring my man was going to propose to me? You ruined that,” she shrieked, her voice reaching a crescendo of rage.
‘What was wrong with that woman? She seems unreasonable. I feel terrible for ruining her surprise. I told her it's my birthday, so I thought the surprise was for me, I even apologized, but still she was yelling at me. Moreover, the setup clearly looked like a birthday setup, not a proposal setup. And then eighteen cards. Gifts. This couldn't be just a mere coincidence, right?’ I wondered as she kept saying the same things repeatedly, even after I apologized innumerable times.
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