In the quiet of the restroom, Amelia whispered to herself, “It’s just jitters. He’s nice, maybe a bit intense, but that’s not a crime.” She splashed water on her face, hoping to clear her head. But the nagging feeling persisted, and her reflection seemed to challenge her reassurances.
Amelia took several deep breaths, trying to push the unease away. Jonathan’s behavior, though odd, hadn’t crossed any major lines. She reminded herself that not everything was perfect on a first date; people had flaws, and she didn’t want to jump to conclusions based on her own anxieties.