I walked closer to where she stood, threw my hair to the back, and looked into her eyes.
“You obviously misunderstood me when I talked about my feelings for Clint,” I said.
“Yes, I kissed him. What’s wrong with that?” I asked, feeling very agitated.
She was surprised by my disposition. The look on her face was priceless, it was as if she had seen a ghost.
“As for his parents, I know that I disrespected them. But I was helpless at the time. What could I have done?” I continued.
“You know Clint has a charming way of doing things. So, I was easily swayed by his carefully calculated moves and sweet talks that I completely forgot where I was,” I added.
I had a lot of things to say to her, but I tried so hard to communicate them in a calm way. She is a friend after all.
“Now Listen, I lov
