Liz
Damn it, Henry!
I quicken my pace, my mind already foggy, and accidentally bump into someone, spilling all my juice.
"Liz?" I can’t believe it’s actually him.
It’s Patrick. I bumped into him, but luckily, it’s someone I know.
"Are you okay, Liz?" He helps me up.
"I am." I’m soaked from the juice, and Patrick’s shoes and the hem of his dress pants are wet. He’s wearing a black suit.
"Are you sure?" I can’t stand it when he asks me that, and I start to cry.
"Liz!" He pulls me into his arms for a hug. My mind flashes back to Henry kissing the blonde. The kiss wasn’t long, but still, he betrayed me. I never cheated on him, and just a few hours ago, he said he loved me.
"Sorry," I say as soon as I manage to calm down.
"No worries." He dries my face.
"Thank you." At that moment, I
