It was already past midnight and I was still sitting on my bed staring blankly at my mobile phone. Conflicting thoughts and questions were running on my head. I was having considerable doubts and suspicions. No, Marvin loved me. He would not do that. He would not do the same thing that his best friend did to me. He was different. But who was that? A girlfriend? A friend? Sister? Mom? Maybe it was one of the latter. It has to be.
The thought of Arthur's words came back to me. He asked me to think about what he mentioned. I did my best to remember everything he said, but nothing seemed to be suspicious. What was he attempting to inform me? I was having a terrible headache again. I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes praying the phone call was something not to worry.
I did my best to avo
