"We're friends." His pleasant expression changed drastically in an instant. "But not now. Everything changes. I'd be afraid to meet him."
My stomach tingled. The curiosity came again. "So what?"
"Hmm…" Kathleen touched her lower lip with her index finger, looking to see if she was willing to tell me or not. "Just forget it."
A feeling of disappointment hit my chest. Lips pursed sideways.
"He's rude," I said suddenly. "Don't know the feeling. Only stupid girls melt with his fake sweetness. Even I'm not sure he understands what love means. All women are considered toys. Once satisfied and bored, just throw it away like garbage." How do I know all that? Okay, that's overkill. I didn't know him that far but opened my mouth like a big liar.
"Yes."
To his surprise, Kathleen agreed with me. Does that mean I'm innocent right for saying such words?
