Chapter 6. Die a Virgin

CHARLOTTE

My mind was racing a thousand miles per second.

Was he really trying to start a conversation with me? Or was he just trying to be polite because he noticed how much I was struggling?

Maybe it was the latter.

I glanced at him again.

Sadly, he was back to scrolling through his phone.

My eyes went to the nose mask, my curiosity eating at me.

Why is he wearing a nose mask? Is he hiding something? Maybe something about his teeth he’s insecure of?

Before I could stop myself, my inner thought came out.

“Hey, if you don’t mind me asking… Why are you wearing the mask?”

The moment the question left my lips, I regretted it.

Oh my god!

Why did I say that! That must be offensive to him! What’s my business with his nose mask?

I cursed inwardly, my heart raced.

I truly wished I could crawl under the seat and disappear.

Who asks something like that?

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to make you unco