“Charlene, I'm sorry.” Noah muttered, almost ripping his hair from his scalp as he stared blankly at the mess he had made. Charlene was already on her feet, her face flushed as she tried to understand what had just happened. Why did he overreact simply because he asked about his mask? Was it really so triggering?“T.. thanks for the dress and the meal, I'll be on my way now.” She said without lifting her face and walked past him, running out of the restaurant and into the street. She kept walking without looking back, even though he was coming behind her.“Charlene, wait!” “Please don't follow me,” she spun around to face him, clutching her dress. “I gave you what you wanted already,” she sniffed, “we went on a date, so I don't owe you anything anymore.” With that, she stopped a taxi, got in and left without taking another glance at Noah. Defeated by his own emotions, Noah fisted his palms and walked back to his car. He only wanted to make things right with Charlene but ended up m
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