Chapter 36

Conversation

Her soft hand came down to hold me tight. I bowed my head fearfully, unable to meet her stares.

“Margaux, I’m your best friend! Why do you have to keep a secret from me?” she muttered, traces of suppressed tears on her face visible.

I shook my head defiantly. “Of course, you’re my best friend!” I chuckled. I chose to avoid her critical look.

“But you never consider me as one,” she said, mixed with a frown.

I lowered my head even more. I know where this conversation is going. I don’t have to deny it anymore because it looks like she already knows everything.

I shook my head, trying to stop the tears from flowing, but it was like a faucet flowing down my cheek.

“Bestie . . .”

He hugged me tightly and gently stroked my back as I cried on his shoulder.

“Damn that bastard!” sh