I stood outside the cinema in Grandma’s Christmas sweater, my oversized glasses fogging from nerves. My date was already late; humiliation gnawed at my pride. Little did I know, tonight would change my life—just not how I’d hoped.
I stood outside the cinema, dressed as nicely as I could manage—Grandma’s Christmas sweater hugging me tightly, itchy wool scratching softly against my skin.
My oversized round glasses slipped down my nose every few seconds, and I kept pushing them back up nervously.
My knitted bag, heavy with anxiety, pressed against my side as if trying to reassure me.
I checked my watch again. Ten minutes late. The movie had already started without us.
Each passing minute twisted a knife deeper into my pride, making my stomach feel hollow.
It wasn’t the first time someone from the internet had stood me up.
But each disappointment felt fresh, sharp, like stepping barefoot on broken glass.
My mind raced with embarrassing thoughts.
Maybe he had shown up, taken one quick glance at me, and turned away in horror.
Maybe he was somewhere nearby, hiding in the shadows, relieved to escape spending two awkward hours next to a girl like me.
The thought burned my cheeks, turning them red even in the chilly evening air.
Finally, taking a deep breath, I went inside alone. The theater was dark, and that darkness felt comforting.
Here, I could cry quietly without anyone noticing.
The tears came quickly, silent rivers sliding down my face, soaking into the itchy collar of Grandma’s sweater.
On screen, the characters laughed, argued, and fell in love, but all I could focus on was the empty seat beside me, mocking my loneliness.
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