"Same cabin?" Tony asked Cindy with a chuckle.
He could never get tired of hearing the "mischiefs" of Marcella. She hasn't changed much.
Why would she create rumors by going into the bathroom stall with another woman? She knows what other women are like.
Cindy saw the smile on Tony's face. She had shared a lot of meals with Tony. It was not that easy to see him smile. But occasionally, she had seen him with a bright smile on his face; just like now.
When she talked about HER.
Sparks of jealousy sparked from the bottom of her heart. She wondered if Tony had only used her to get news about HER. He never ever liked her. As the fort she built in her heart developed cracks of uncertainty, anger, and shame kindled the spark of jealousy, arousing a fire that engulfed her rationality.
She couldn't hold the façade of her femininity anymore. Her eyes turned distant although her lips were curved up.
