Mason's words yanked me back to the present.
"Ethan, I'm sorry about the last incident. Please don't stay mad at Isabel. We guys should be more gracious, you know? We have to look out for the ladies."
He was mouthing an apology, but it didn't sound like one at all.
It was more like a subtle dig at me.
His words were laced with blame, a hint of condescension.
The look in his eyes was almost taunting, but Isabel was oblivious.
Seeing I wasn't responding to Mason, she tried to nudge me.
I subtly dodged her touch, chuckled lightly, and said nonchalantly, "I'm not mad, actually. I should thank you."
In my mind, I added, "Thanks for showing me the light, for making me realize how foolish I was to cling to our relationship."
Isabel looked puzzled. "What are you thanking him for?"
"For helping me see you clearly, of course." I said with a faint smile, slowly rising to my feet.
"You two are quite the sight suddenly. Enjoy your meal. I'm off."
The grin on Mason's face vanished, replaced by a look of caution.
"Ethan, did I do something to upset you?"