Amy
As Jonas excused himself to go to the bathroom, I saw an opportunity I couldn't resist. Stacy might not have moved on from him, but now that I had Jonas back, I wanted to make sure she knew it. My determination to keep Jonas by my side grew stronger with each passing moment.
With a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked over to Stacy's table, my heels clicking on the floor with purpose. Her deepening frown didn't deter me; if anything, it fueled my determination. I needed to show her that I had won, that Jonas was mine once more.
"Hi, Stacy," I greeted her with a triumphant tone, my heart racing with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. Stacy remained silent, her expression tense. But silence wouldn't stop me. I had a point to make. "I see you're here with a new man. Looks like y
