Chapter 32

"Fuck you, Keir," Octavia cursed, pointing a finger at him as she paced around, trying to gather her thoughts.

"You already did, the same way you fucked Atlas," Keir replied as Octavia stopped pacing around.

"I didn't fuck him; I told you we only kissed in the laundry room, and I panicked; that was why we were arguing because he thought he was too forward," Octavia explained.

"Really watermelon?" Keir said, walking up to her and standing close to her as he looked her in the eyes. "You can lie to yourself, but not to me; you fucked him; just admit it."

"I didn't; stop changing the subject! Octavia yelled.

"Just fucking admit it—that you fucked that bastard in the laundry room! Keir yelled back.

"Yes! Okay! I fucked Atlas."

"We are even in this," Keir pointed out. "All this whole fuck buddy thing is over."

If she could lie about Atlas, only God knows what else she has lied to him about in the past. He didn't want to picture her as a slut, but t