I sighed. My heart ached for her, but my own chest was already full of pain.
“I will ask him,” I said. “He is on a date right now, and I do not want to intrude because we are not exclusive.”
Maya gasped.
“What?” Maya asked, staring at me.
I nodded, trying to act like my heart was not cracking.
“He started seeing and sleeping with Bianca Moreau yesterday,” I said. “He returned home with her lipstick on his sweet spot and smelling of her. He spent the entire day with her too. This morning he skipped breakfast with me and said he was meeting her again.”
Maya’s eyes widened with anger.
“Confront him,” Maya snapped.
I shook my head, tears already burning my eyes.
“I can’t,” I whispered. “He practically begged me to go home with him when my father kicked me out. I said I didn’t want to,
