“Let’s take it from the top. Fill me in on the date.” I exhale slowly, grateful I can at least put that embarrassment behind me for good once I tell her. “So I get to the restaurant: candlelight, wine, the whole nine yards.” Mia sips her coffee, nodding. “Romantic. Promising. Continue.” I roll my eyes. “Yeah, but the vibe lasts all of five minutes. The moment I sit down, he spends more time scrolling his phone than looking at me. I swear I could’ve walked out and he wouldn’t have noticed until dessert.” “Oof. That bad?” she winces. “Oh, worse. He barely asked me anything about myself. When I
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