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Chapter Twelve: Dinner Talk

Chapter 12: Dinner Talk

Samantha's POV

We're having dinner tonight. I was the one who insisted on eating in a restaurant since Diego, the Oldie, had no plan of taking me out.

He’s not even asking me what I want to eat or where I want to go. He’s not asking if I’m hungry or if I want him to order food for me. No! He's just, "Alright. Yes. Stop talking." I rolled my eyes. When will he speak more? I’ll throw a party if that happens. I will invite all our relatives.

I don’t want my night to be silent. I cleared my throat and then drank my champagne. Should I tease him? I really like it when his forehead is knotted.

“Oldie—I mean, Zayn—are you getting bored with life?” I asked him. He stopped eating and looked at me.

I can't bear sitting here without talking. I mean, I’m not talkative; I just want to express my ideas and opinions and discuss things that will help me or others.

Well, it’s better to be expressive than se
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