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
