Chapter 48. Meeting Amanda

ROBERT

The woman staring at me from across the table was the polar opposite of the bubbly lady I'd fallen in love with when I was a teenager. 

She had a mischievous, almost frightening expression, which seemed out of place in the small, cozy, but expensive restaurant we were in. 

She couldn't have looked more ridiculous, at least to me, in a skintight dress that exposed too much of her skin and fake curves. 

I could tell she'd gone overboard with the dressing tonight, clearly trying to impress me and up her game, but I didn't care. I never gave a damn.

On the outside, she was beautiful in a plastic way, with her lips smeared red with lipstick and heavy makeup covering her face, but on the inside... She appeared to be a caricature of herself. 

A caricature I despised and loathed with every fiber of my being. 

Just a few years ago, I'd sworn to spend my life with this caricature who'd given bi