Under the flickering candlelight, Brandon stared at his phone, thumb mindlessly scrolling through the post's interface. He wasn't sure what he was looking for—a like from Hannah? A comment? Or maybe... nothing at all? How could she not react? If she saw it, was she crying quietly somewhere?
"Brandon!" Ashley grabbed his hand, pouting playfully. "We're on a date—put the phone down!"
His fingers froze, and he flipped the phone face-down on the table, forcing a faint smile. "Yeah, you're right."
Satisfied, Ashley grinned, reaching over to straighten his collar, her voice syrupy. "That's better. We've already lost so much time. Now we've gotta make every moment count." She leaned closer, eyes sparkling. "Brandon, now that we're bound again, you'll always be this good to me, right?"
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