I took my girlfriend to a fancy dinner for our anniversary.

proud to accept money back for an evening they had ruined. Then he offered a complimentary dinner.

“No,” Ava said immediately.

I looked at her.

She kept her eyes on Martin.

“I don’t want to be served forgiveness on a plate.”

Martin nodded, ashamed.

That should have been the end.

It wasn’t.

Because as we turned to leave, the hostess spoke.

Her voice was small.continue reading …