Yes, make it up to her

I couldn't leave it like that. I didn't want Lily upset over another stupid argument.

But there was something about the way she talked to Jake that set me off. Maybe it was the way she laughed at everything he said, or maybe it was just the fact that he was looking at her like she was the most fascinating person in the world. Whatever it was, it made me angry.

And honestly, I couldn't quite understand why. It wasn't like I was jealous of Jake or anything – I mean, who wants to date someone who works at a bar, right? But still...there was something about the way they interacted that rubbed me the wrong way. It made me feel like I wasn't enough for her, like she was constantly searching for something else.

I guess part of me knew that it was silly to be getting so worked up over nothing. After all, Lily had always been free-spirited and independent, and there was no reason to expect her to change now.

I walked back inside and scanned the room. Lily was sitting at the bar, chatting animatedly with Jake. She looked completely at ease with him, laughing and leaning into his every word. Suddenly, I realized how ridiculous I had been acting earlier – trying to control where she went and who she talked to. It was no wonder our relationship was falling apart.

They hadn't noticed me but I started walking towards them. Lily leant over Jake and whispered something in his ear. He grinned widely at whatever she said – it was clear that they were really enjoying each other's company.

Jake then reached over and placed his hand on Lily's knee, causing me freeze in place. I was only 5 meters, or so, away from them. But the bustle inside the bar meant they couldn't see me.

Jealousy coursed through my veins as I watched them flirt blatantly. I tried to remind myself that it wasn't serious - this whole thing was probably just a game to them. But I watched Jake's hand stroked Lily's leg, the movement seductive and calculated. The anger built up inside me until I could barely stand it. Who did he think he was, touching her like that?

I stood there for a few more minutes, not knowing what to do.