14 Almighty Axel got used

Presley's heart raced as he watched Flora and Axel approach, their planned laughter carrying over the distance. Flora's voice drifted across the room, "It's been so long, Axel! I didn't expect to run into you here." Axel's tone was warm and familiar, "Flora, it's a pleasant surprise indeed. How have you been?" With a broad smile she replied as planned, "Busy, but good. And you?" Presley observed them, his jaw clenched, overhearing their conversation. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, wrestling with the reality that Flora's attention was elsewhere. He was fidgety, stealing glances toward Flora while attempting to maintain his composure. She approached the table they were once both sitting, her smile seemingly innocent but hiding an undercurrent of determination. "Are you still interested in telling me about what you said earlier?" Her words were like a threat hanging in the air, making Presley squirm. Meanwhile, Axel's gaze flickered to Presley, recogni