Looking into Incredulous, Entitled Eyes

As if he could not entertain the possibility that I simply did not want him. As if there must be some better reason standing in the way from me pursuing the gift that was him. He kept his charming smile locked onto his charming face, never breaking character, always having a smart line to banter my repeated rejections. He said I was just “prickly”, “guarded”, “controlling”, “getting off on saying ‘no’ ”, “challenging”.

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