Gwen's POV
“Come on, Gwen! I said, I am sorry!" He was pleased following me around the room. I stopped by the sitting area and turned to him, I was still angry and pissed at him.
“You didn't even ask me what happened. Do you know how you looked at me?" I asked him.
“That must have been unconscious and that is why I am pleading with you to not be angry at me. I'm sorry!" He said for the umpteenth time, as I wasn't having it with him.
“You always take her side and end up hurting me! You hurt me with your ‘best friend’ attitude towards her! I am supposed to be your best friend!" I yelled, wrapping my arms around my chest angrily. The more I saw the picture, the angrier I got.
He held my arm and looked at me but I didn't see his eyes. I noticed his eyes were filled with regret. “Gwen,
