24/04/2025
My stepdaughter never liked me, and she hadn't spoken to me in months — maybe even a year. Then, out of nowhere, she calls, sounding all upbeat, asking to meet at a fancy restaurant. I thought maybe she was ready to try to rebuild our relationship. That's all I ever wanted, so of course, I said yes.
We meet up, and she's there, looking happy but also a bit nervous. Right away, she's ordering the most expensive things on the menu — lobster, steak, you name it. But what bothered me was that she didn't really want to talk. I'd ask a question, and she'd give short answers, barely looking at me. She kept glancing at her phone and over my shoulder like she was waiting for something.
Then, the bill arrives. Before I could hand over my card to pay, she whispered something to the waiter and then mumbled she had to go to the washroom. She slipped away, leaving me sitting there with a huge check.
I paid the bill, feeling crushed, like I'd been used. I walked out, but then I heard a SOUND behind me. ⬇️
