Breyson's P.O.V
I was deeply hurt when I bumped into Bel and Dave kissing. At first I had my doubts because I thought dresses are somehow designed in the same way.
Refused to believe that Bel would betray me in that kind of manner. She looked so beautiful even though she had made herself beautiful for another man instead and not me. Her looks were as if she had taken a full hour to get ready. She was stunning.
Shocked as I was, I looked on until my vision stabilized and clearly saw them. I wasn't ready to forgive her. I was furious. The only thing I wanted at that particular moment was for the ground to just swallow me up.
I didn't say a word because I didn't want to say anything I would regret later on just as it had happened the last time we argued. But when I finally spoke, I knew I had to use my tongue wisely and carefully.
