Lisa was about to enter her car when she heard her name, and as she turned, it was Benjamin. "How could you, Lisa. You were practically flirting with Miguel McGrath right there in my presence, what's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
Lisa exhaled sharply, her fingers tightening around the car keys in her hand. She had no patience for Benjamin’s entitled behavior, but the audacity of him walking up to her like this, demanding explanations as if she owed him anything, was beyond infuriating.
The air between them crackled with tension as Benjamin took a step closer, his expression twisted in anger.
"You were shamelessly throwing yourself at him back there," he hissed. "Admiring him right in front of me like I wasn't even there. Do you have no shame or self-respect?"
Lisa blinked, caught
