Not A Small-Town Girl

"David, Danielle’s still in training, right? Why don’t I keep you company while you wait? It’s just a friendly gesture," Audrey cooed, deliberately leaning forward to flaunt her assets.

"David, I know you like Danielle, but right now, I’m really just considering you a friend. I didn’t mean anything by it... I just saw you sitting alone in the car, looking so lonely. I wanted to keep you company," Audrey said, her voice soft but laced with desperation.

Nathan couldn’t help but think, What am I, invisible? Why is it only David who’s alone in the car?

Audrey rambled on, but David remained utterly unresponsive. The awkward silence stretched on, and Audrey felt her courage slipping. ’Hasn’t David noticed my outfit?’

With a forced determination, she tugged at her clothes, lowering them slightly, before nervously blurting out, "David, can you really be so heartless?"

David’s expression darkened, his face like a storm cloud. Without even glancing in Audrey’s direction, he finally spoke, his voice cold and unyielding, "You’re shameless. I have a fiancée. Get lost."

Audrey’s face turned pale. Desperation overtook her as she cried out, "David, why her? Whatever she can do, I can do better. I’ll do anything to make you happy!"

David’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "Do you think your family’s status protects you from the consequences of your actions? If you keep this up, I’ll ensure you regret it."

Audrey’s face turned ashen at the words, her heart racing with frustration. She couldn’t accept it. ’Why? Why was it Danielle who always got the chances? My love for David is deeper, more genuine-why couldn’t I get the same opportunity? I was the one who had known him first, not Danielle. It was always Danielle, always her. Damn it.’

"David..." she whispered. noveldrama

Audrey’s bravado crumbled, replaced by fear. Yet she still clung to hope, her voice trembling. "David, we had something special once. Don’t let her come between us!"

Before David could respond, Danielle’s voice cut through the tension like a knife.

"What exactly was ’special’ between you two?"

Audrey froze, her blood running cold. Slowly, she turned to face Danielle, whose icy gaze pinned her in place.

"Danielle!" Audrey stammered, trying to regain composure. "You’re here already? But training isn’t over yet-did you..."

Danielle crossed her arms, her tone dripping with disdain. "I came just in time, didn’t I? Another minute, and you’d have started stripping in front of him."

Audrey’s face flushed red with shame.

"Shameless," David muttered under his breath, moving to stand beside Danielle.

Audrey, her voice trembling, tried to defend herself. "Danielle, you’ve misunderstood! I was just saying hi to David..."

Danielle cut her off, her voice sharp.

"Misunderstood? Should I show you the door, or would you like another needle session?"