Chapter 73

Diana’s POV

“That guy at the party that Isabella accidentally slept with.”

His eyes widened and I heard an audible swallow from him.

I’m okay with it now. I just wanted to tease him.

“It was you, wasn’t it?”

He sucked in his lips and popped them.

“That depends. Are you mad?”

I laughed at his hopelessness, “I’m not. I was just curious.”

He stayed silent for a minute, focusing his gaze on the ground. He’s probably deciding whether to tell me or not. But he finally took a deep breath and spoke.

“I was 17, I think. I argued with Dad, so I went for a drive and found myself in Harris-Moore. I met Isabella again. We hung out. Went to a party. Got too drunk. And… it happened.”

“But she said you weren’t there?”

“I wasn’t. I woke up before her and left. It was” He looked at me, hesitant, but he continued after a cough.

“My first. I just panicked. I could barely remember the night as well. What would I even say to h