Miss Burry had said it nicely; however, what I heard felt totally different. Just don't, it's a bother. That's what I heard instead. The rejection stung more than I cared to admit.
I thought she would like the place since it has many spicy dishes. Maybe I was wrong by doing this. I couldn't quite grasp what had shifted, but the invisible wall she'd erected was starting to grate on my nerves. It was worrying me, irritating me even, because I really just—I wanted to be with her and have a good time. I watched her pick at her food, the silence between us growing heavy and suffocating.
"About Miss Feller's matter, how did it go?" she asked suddenly, breaking the silence with that particular topic. I wasn't sure why she'd chosen to bring it up now, but my gut told me to tread carefully. I shouldn't tell her the whole truth. Not while the atmosphere felt so bleak and fragile.
