The conversation Mariana was having about me with her friend ended after the last shocking sentence she said but I was too jinxed by the conversation that I couldn't move an inch away.
Abruptly, the hair dryer I had in hand hit the door making Mariana go silent.
Fuck I have been busted but I subconsciously tap my fist on the door before I could even contemplate it.
"Someone is at the door. Let's talk later." Mariana said to her friend and hung up.
I stood behind the door feeling anxious as my ears pricked into listening to the sounds of her footsteps.
I step back as she flings the door open.
"Hi," I grinned so hard that inside of my cheeks hurt.
"Hi," Her tone was low and timid.
"Your hair dryer," I thrust it forward. She took it from me.
"Thanks," I say. I wish to ask her about the flip flops, but I felt an uneasiness knowing she doesn't like me or hate that I am dating Adrian.
Or she has feeling for...
