“Do you remember when we first met?” Arabella stares at me as she asks with an angelic look on her face.
Immediately before this, I was about to confess to her how I had betrayed her with Omega Kelly, but when she asked me that, it completely threw me off guard. I turn to her and fake a smile, because honestly, the last thing on my mind right now is the first time we met. Instead, all I can think about is how she will hate me when she finds out that I had s*x with Kelly. Most of all, there is absolutely no way I can tell her how many times, because then she will know it wasn’t just a mistake.
As the guilt builds deep inside, I try my hardest not to yell and state in a moderate tone, “Yes, I do. You were at the rave, where you were almost eaten.” I fake a smile as my head starts to throb.
