~{INGRID'S POV}~
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"Wait. Aren't you the lady I saw running after my Jeep?"
My face instantly heated up and I laughed nervously as I looked everywhere but at him.
"I think you got it wrong. That wasn't me," I swiftly said and walked past him so I could throw the trash and curse at myself for being so shameful.
Thankfully, he didn't stop me and I went straight to the trash can and threw the garbage into it before making a light scream of shame. I even hit the trash can to vent out but it didn't help and as if to make it worse, I turned around and found him still standing where I left him. And he was quietly watching me with a one sided smile like he had caught me red handed.
I stood frozen with my eyes wide open and all he did was chuckle charmingly and shake his head before walking in.
But even after he left, I couldn't move.
Did I just embarrass myself all over again?
Would I be able to still face him?
