"I think you might have fallen in love with him," Mercy blurted out.
I choked on my drink at her declaration.
Mercy was the person I could think of to help me with the situation I had at hand. So, I called her to meet me at our usual spot.
"What?! Me?! Fallen in love with Dustin?! Nah, that's not possible." I waved off her claim.
"Then give me an explanation on why you feel so worried about him, huh?" She arched an eyebrow.
"Being worried about him couldn't possibly mean I am in love with him, right? I mean, I even feel bad for a stray dog." I denied her assumptions.
"Yeah. The same way you felt bad for Claire, right?" She narrowed her eyes at me.
"Exactly my point! I took Claire under my wing because I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. But let me be clear, it doesn't mean I wa
