#Chapter60
/"I’m sorry I’m not a better date./" Imara lifted her cheek from Haldir’s chest and rolled her teary eyes up to the ceiling. /"I thought coming here tonight would make me feel better./"
His lips pushed out as his shoulder lifted to his ear. /"It’s alright, kiddo. I could tell you needed a break./"
Like a hand pulling her closer, she felt someone’s eyes on her, and when she peeked over Haldir’s shoulder, she hoped it would be Ben standing there instead of the blonde-haired man at the bar.
Every rejection from Ben made her hate herself a little more, and when the man made his way to them, she sighed away the last bit of pride she had and gave him a smile when he tapped Haldir’s shoulder. /"Excuse me. Can I cut in?/"
