"Why did you block me and delete my number? Why aren't you answering my calls? Do you have any idea how worried I was about you?"
Worried about what? Shouldn't he be off keeping his childhood friend company?
"I told you, we are just ordinary friends. It's perfectly normal to block and delete an ordinary friend. Please don't call me again, Mr. Star."
I cut him off coldly, trying to hide the slight tremble in my voice.
A soft click of the tongue came from the other end of the line.
Rodgers actually asked if I was being jealous.
According to him, he and Kylie were just neighbors who grew up together. He said he only saw her as a younger sister, and that he only spoke that way in the group chat because Kylie loved him and had a weak heart.
If he hadn't said that, she would have gotten upset and ruined her health.
"Stop being angry, okay? Saying that in the group chat was my way of protecting you too. If I didn't, and it got to the wrong people, your parents would force you to choose between them and me again. You'd be the one caught in the middle."
I found it laughable.
A boyfriend of three years gives a diamond ring to his childhood friend while I am left to watch their happiness from beside a trash can.
And now, he told me they were just friends?
I had truly underestimated his ability to twist the truth.
Just as I was about to hang up, he spoke again: "By the way, that album deal you mentioned last time—is it finalized?"
Only with that question did I understand the real purpose of his call.
Before the concert, I had promised to release an album for him. But he forgot that to me now, he was just an ordinary friend.