She looked at him and intoned, “I... I know about her. You don’t have to pretend as if you are caring for me and give me false hopes.” Ryan felt as if thunder clapped down on him; he was already having blues if he ever heard anyone mention about her. Let alone now when Bee, the girl who was as important to him as her, was pushing him away because of her. His chest started to tighten as he let go of her and sat blankly, without knowing what to do.
The room fell as silent as a graveyard; the only sound which frequented was the fan spinning above them and Bee who was hiccupping every now and then. He spoke up, “No... It’s not what you think... I...”
“Cathey loves Ryan... It was a really beautiful drawing.” Bee spoke up, cutting through his words. This statement was enough for him to underst
