As if on a cue, almost everyone turned to stare at me. I didn't care or feel bothered about their intense gaze. I knew they wanted to check my reaction about what just happened. But, I didn't give a damn about them. I gave a damn about what just happened though.
My gaze was fixed on my boyfriend's. He didn't meet my gaze. He didn't stare at my direction at all. It felt like he was deliberately avoiding my gaze.
I swallowed hard. Could it be that I was daydreaming? How could my boyfriend kiss a girl, especially when I'm here?
I wasn't daydreaming. My boyfriend just committed a sin.
From the corner of my eyes, I could see Khloe grinning from ear to ear. One of her friends whispered something into her ears and she giggled. Her giggles were annoying. She sounded horrible. Not because I
