Amanda Smith sighed and said softly, "It was your friend..."
"..." Samuel Johnson's breathing hitched, and after a long moment, he opened his eyes incredulously, "What?!"
A friend? His friend?
His fingers suddenly clenched, and subconsciously, he was certain that Amanda Smith was lying.
"..." Covered by his distrustful gaze, Amanda could only smile bitterly in her heart, knowing full well that this would be Samuel's reaction as soon as she spoke up.
That's why she didn't want to say it.
It was nothing but self-humiliation.
Samuel Johnson didn't trust her; she had known this for a long time.
"If you don't believe it... let it be," Amanda said with some difficulty as she wrapped herself in the blanket, preparing to lie down, "pretend I didn't say anything."
"Who was it?" Samuel suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.
