I'd never had a clue James was such a generous guy before.
He was even willing to be the biggest doormat around.
But that little stunt of his was clearly meant to humiliate Fiona.
Fiona's face twisted into an ugly scowl for a split second, before she switched on the kicked-puppy act.
"James, you still say you don't like her? Fine, I'll wish you two happiness. But you can't love only her, right? I'm still your favorite, aren't I?"
"Fiona? How long have you been standing there?" James jumped, his eyes going wide with shock.
Fiona sobbed even harder, her shoulders heaving with sniffling, gasping cries, though not a single actual tear rolled down her face.
James doted all his attention on soothing her, and completely forgot I existed.
I took the chance to hightail it out of there.
Aft
