“Did you just imply that I’m using you to make myself feel better?”
She blinked at his question, taken aback with the way he is now glaring at her. He looked seriously ticked and it was the first time that Alexandra saw him truly get miffed at her. He was actually close to shouting the question at her. Well, the truth hurts both ways, right?
“It’s not as bad as it sounds, Johnson,” Alex said, pushing herself off the bed and standing up because she was not sure being close to him at the moment is a good thing “we’re friends, for real, right?”
“Are you crazy? Do you even hear what you’re saying?”
“Don’t snarl at me, Johnson,” she retorted, returning his glare, hands on her hips. “I told you before that we’re far too different to be suddenly hanging out. The accident happened, guilt is a
