We dried ourselves and change our clothes with the towels and extra clothes that Mason had in his car’s trunk. I am guessing that he is expecting for this to happen? I don’t know. “So tell me.” I look at him after he opened those sentence up. “Did you enjoy? Or did you like the lake?” He asks and smiled to me. “Yeah. I like it. Thank You for letting me know this, special place you have.” I emphasized the word, Special Place, because I know, this wasn’t ours to begin with. This is Marissa and him. “Don’t worry.
This place wouldn’t be about you.”
“Wouldn’t be about me? What does that even supposed to mean? And… Why did you even bring me here? Just to tell me how special this lake was for you and Marissa and just to swim in the cold waters of the lake?” I blurted out like a jealous person,
