Thinking back, those beautifully arranged desserts were probably from the other girl's account.
Just as I returned his phone to its place, Rob came out of the bathroom, drying his hair.
He glanced at his phone, saw no new messages, and then put it down to come and hug me. "Babe, it's our second anniversary tomorrow. Where do you want to celebrate?"
I remembered how many times he had called that girl "Babe" and felt a wave of nausea.
But I kept my composure and gently pushed him away.
"How about that trendy dessert shop in Caford? I've been seeing it everywhere online, and I really want to try it," I replied.
Rob froze for a moment but quickly recovered. "Isn't that place a bit too low-end?"
I knew why he didn't want to go because he had plans to meet his lover there the next day.
I smiled, "Not at all. Eating desserts with you makes me happy."
Rob quickly adjusted his mood and nodded. "Alright, whatever you want."
As he turned away from me, his phone screen lit up, and I saw the message he sent.
[Let's reschedule our meeting. It's not convenient for me tomorrow.]
I immediately replied, [Okay.]
Satisfied, Rob smiled and then turned back to ask what gift I wanted.