For some inexplicable reason, I opened her f*******: page.
“That’s up to him.” Tara looked at the pitiful Ricky.
"I don't believe him."
"Fine, Luke, I promise you. It's ironic, really. I helped you, and this is how you repay me." I knew Tara was provoking me, but I felt guilty and avoided her gaze.
I thought, even if I'm a petty person, I'm not Yue Buqun (a notorious villain in Chinese folklore). I can't be a hypocrite.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'm leaving." Tara wanted to help Ricky home.
"Wait." I called her again.
"Luke, don't go too far!" Tara seemed genuinely angry. It made sense; I'd already tricked her several times, yet I was still alive and well. She must be very frustrated.
"Don't be angry, I didn't mean anything by it." I nodded to Tyler; he should understand.
