Fabian's expression shifted from confusion to annoyance as he processed Veronica's words. He shot her a look that seemed to pierce through the very core of her being. "What exactly do you mean, you're not my girlfriend?", he asked, his voice carrying an irritated tone. He'd gradually become weary of the whole back and forth.
Gripping her shoulder tightly, Fabian briskly shook her as if trying to jog her memory. "You called me a week ago, remember. Saying you wanted to give us a chance. What was that about?". His frustration was evident in his clenched jaw and the intensity of his grip.
Veronica winced under his hold and tried to pull away, but he didn't let her. "I never said we'd be boyfriend and girlfriend right off the bat", she clarified, her eyes searching for a way to escape his grasp. "I just meant I wanted to see how things would go between us if we gave it time".
