~ Chloe ~
I saw him the moment I stepped out of the company. Dale was standing by the car, leaned against it while he chatted with a female— Rita.
But his eyes flicked to me the moment I sauntered into view. Of course they did. Dale always looked at me like I was his.
Either way I wasn't going to acknowledge him or ask why he was there.
Instead, I continued my way, not too fast that it'd seem I was trying to run from him quickly, but not slow either.
Just, unaffected.
Exactly what I wanted him to see me as. In control. Composed. And very much unbothered by all that happened in Nigeria.
“Chloe.” He called after, his tone having an edge to it. Like he suspected I might ignore him and keep walking.
Slowly though, my feet stopped, but I didn't turn. I waited till he walked up to me.
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