Declined Card, Deeper Wounds: A Lesson in Respect
Friday night was meant to be a quiet escape just Sarah and me, reconnecting after a hectic week. We settled into a warm Italian restaurant, filled with soft lighting and fake grapevines. Our conversation was light, teasing, full of old memories and laughter over shared meals past. It was simple, comforting until the check arrived…
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