Most people left within the hour, but one of Ryan’s friends, Zach, stayed behind.
He handed me a drink and said, “That was the best comeback I’ve seen in a long time.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Better than a fake career celebration followed by gaslighting and ego?”
He grinned. “Better than a guy who makes a joke out of the things that matter to you most.”
Before he left, he asked me out.
I said, “Only if you promise not to fake-celebrate my career—or my hairline.”
He laughed. “Deal.”
What I Thought Would Be a Proposal… Was Actually My Freedom
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