His last words hit me hard in my stomach. I looked down. I might have judged her. Who could blame me? I trusted her, and I cared about her a lot. Then she lied right into my face. Convenience or not she should have told me before what happened between us went deep.
Every time I thought of those wonderful two nights, I couldn’t help but winced at the thought of Keene while I was losing my mind with the best feelings I had for years. Who people wouldn’t feel remorse when you considered him as a friend? Yet you were unintentionally stabbing him behind his back.
Austen was already out sight when I lifted my gaze to the moaning sound of Westley. My steps were calculated. As I stepped closer, my brows furrowed to see her seemingly profusely sweating despite the room temperature.
“Westley?” I
