Maria blinked her eyes. What? Boyfriend?
Paris… liked her? Confusion swarmed her mind.
As in the romantic kind of like? The kind between a guy and a girl? But he hated her. He said so himself. They were not and would never be friends!
She stared at him in disbelief. "Do you know what a boyfriend is?" Her voice sounded like a mermaid's whisper in the dark.
She used to think that all guys naturally knew.
After that incident with Sarkon, she wasn't sure anymore.
For all she knew, Sarkon may not have even understood what a boyfriend was. He kissed her even when he was going to marry someone else.
What was wrong with all these guys? Didn't they know what a kiss meant? Didn't they know what a boyfriend was? How could they use both so loosely like it didn't mean anything to them?
Pa
