How rude he is!

My jaw dropped in disbelief. How could he be so oblivious to the gravity of the situation? With a forced smile, I mustered all the strength I had to maintain my composure.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to grace us with their presence," I said, my voice laced with sarcasm.

"What brings you here, Elijah? And why on earth are you in such a sorry state?" He stumbled towards me, his words slurring together.

"Oh, Samantha, my dear. It's been too long," he mumbled.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his audacity.

"You do remember that we broke up, right? Or did that conveniently slip your mind?" I retorted.

His laughter filled the air, but it was empty, devoid of any genuine emotion.

"Come on, sweetheart. Let's have some fun. I miss you," he slurred, his eyes glazed over.

My heart raced with anger and disbelief. This was the same person who had betrayed me, and now he had the audacity to use me for his own pleasure?

Not a chance. I was not about to let him get away with it.

"No, Elija