#Chapter24
He walks me to their couch where I leaned on Camila’s warm shoulder days ago.
The coat. Shit!
/"You okay?/" Kyland’s curious voice makes me swallow.
/"Yeah,/" I mutter. I don’t realize I’m holding my breath, and my ass doesn’t reach the couch yet.
/"Cam is staying with Megan since three days ago,/" Kyland says in a sad tone, sighing exasperatedly.
Three days ago—the same day I left her in this apartment—the same day she despised me.
/"Is she okay?/" I ignore the lump forming in my throat.
/"She found out that I and Bianca are dating,/" he says, rubbing his scruffy face, /"She didn’t take it well./" Guilt is coating his voice. He’s not alone. I wish he knows that.
/"She never suspected, I guess./"
