As she stood there, she seemed momentarily stunned by my words, her composure cracking.
"W — What are you talking about?" she stammered.
"Don't be too defensive. I know that you already have some doubts," I teased, attempting to plant seeds of suspicion. With every word, I earned EXP and enjoyed the process.
[Suggestion: Success]
"So it's true?" she asked, her shoulders trembled, and her once-confident posture crumbled as she leaned against the rooftop's railing for support.
'Could it be that her fiancé is actually cheating on her?' I muttered to myself. Well, you know what they say about guys with smug looks – they tend to have more side chicks than a rooster has feathers.
"Yes" I nodded.
[Suggestion: Success]
"Is it that student? That... bitch!" She gritted her teeth, her anger evident as she recalled the person, she had been suspecting all this time.
