Shirley's POV
I felt my chest burning, my face turned sore and when the kiss ended, I was the first he laid eyes on.
My words curdled into nothing at the mess greeting me. Enraged and bitter, I sucked a deep breath.
I quickly gave a bow, as a strand of tear fell from my eyes.
I shouldn't be feeling this way, he was hers, but then, why did he make me feel I was the only one for him?
When he makes me decide, I feel so special. To be sincere, I'm heartbroken, and I'm not even strong enough to hold up my emotions.
I keep falling for the wrong guys, but it is ending now. I raised my eyes a bit and could see he was holding Evelyn's hand, her head leaning on his shoulder, so close that it seemed they wouldn't be separated.
I felt like the third wheel in this relationship and, for a moment,
