The invitation said: Casual evening cocktail for close friends. No mention of him, no mention of me.
After the restroom scandal and a gossip filled week by tabloids and bloggers, Kyle and I decided to put the whole scandal and move on, at least with our original contact.
I didn't visit his penthouse for two weeks, I was waiting for the smoke of the memior and leaked photos of us kissing to blow over, I was done causing my trouble for Kyle.
I lay on my bed scrolling through my phone and trying to avoid the gossips about I and Kyl when suddenly I heard a knock on the door.
I was not expecting anyone, besides Mala had gond to her boyfriend's house and I was not expecting her home until the next day.
I got up from my bed and walked towards the door.
"Who is it"
"Delivery for Miss Iva
