C87 MML 87

"I sat quietly in front of Carl. It had been a few minutes, but he wasn't saying anything.

I fidgeted with my hands because I felt uncomfortable with what he was insinuating.

"Are you playing with me, Dianna?" he asked.

I furrowed my brow and looked at him. I couldn't quite grasp what he wanted to convey.

"First, you rejected my proposal because of him