He Turned Red with Rage — and the Waitress Told Me Why
I met a man online and agreed to have dinner with him. At first, he seemed charming—well-dressed, polite, even bringing me my coffee with a smile. Still, something in the way he watched me felt unsettling, though I tried to blame it on first-date nerves. As we talked, a waitress approached with a tray, but…
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