SAMANTHA'S POV
"Sam, it really is you!!!" He said to me,
I turned around as I faced him with a fake smile plastered on my face. Trust me when I say that I was not happy to see him. Not after what he did to me years back.
"Hello, George." I said without emotion.
"Hi, Sam. It's been a while and I thought that I had seen you earlier." He said as he walked across to the counter to probably take my orders.
"And where did you see me?" I asked him not like I cared. Because I did not. At least that was what I was telling myself.
"Around the toothbrush section. I was looking around in the wrong places afterwards." He said to me,
"And why am I not surprised."I muttered as I began laying off from the trolley I had bought.
"Aw, come on Sam." He said to me but I did not care.
"How's Kourtney?"
