After leaving Ariana, I hurriedly met up with Riley, who was on the verge of hopping into a taxi. Acting on impulse, I seized her hand, bringing her to a halt. The cab driver gave us an annoyed glance as he accelerated away."It's not what you're thinking," I blurted out in an attempt to explain myself."What am I thinking? I'm genuinely happy about your reunion," Riley responded nonchalantly, giving off an air of indifference.I stumbled over my words, "I... She called me urgently, which is why I came."She gave an understanding nod, "Hmm... That explains your hand on her cheek, sharing an romantic moment.""Please, Riley, just hear me out," I implored."Oh! I see. You two even exchanged numbers," she remarked. Then a thought struck me – how did she manage to get my number? "I... I don't know," I stuttered, trying to figure out a way to convince her. She was being stubborn, a side of her I hadn't seen in a while. She was about to speak when my phone rang, Sean's name lighting up on t
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