Mona shook her head, “Nothing, there was a misunderstanding about that thing.

I can explain.”

With the way she flustered now, all the unconfirmed suspicions that had haunted

Morrison for years seemed to coalesce into a stark revelation. It was the final

blow.

“Sure, since you’re scared of being wronged, you’re welcome to explain. If I’ve

indeed wronged you, rest assured, I’ll offer you a sincere apology.”

Rose spoke calmly, her emotions seemingly at bay. Back when she and Chloe

used to hang out, she always thought Chloe was too nonchalant when dealing

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with certain issues, as if the person being insulted, slandered, or disadvantaged

wasn’t her at all.

Now that it was Rose’s turn, she began to understand that indignation was

merely amusement for others.

Pain for the loved ones, joy for the foes. And that was exactly what the other

party wanted to see. Besides, getting too worked up seemed pointless and

beneath her. It made her look like a clown.d2

Most importantly, she had grown accustomed to it. After witnessing so much vile

talk, it took a lot to get under her skin. Like now, she was the picture of

composure, her mind unusually clear.

But against Rose’s tranquil demeanor, Mona was visibly rattled. She glanced at

Morrison and caught him staring at her, his narrowed eyes piercing.

Quickly looking away, she pressed her lips together, “We all used to have such

good times. I forgot.”

Rose’s lips twisted into a wry smile, laced with irony. “If that’s the reason, then

indeed…”

Morrison wasn’t deaf to the sarcasm. He wrapped his arm around her, turning

her to face him, his brows knitted tightly. “What are you trying to say? That

winter of our graduation year… you mean my birthday?”

Something struck a nerve, and he took a deep breath before continuing,

“Speaking of which, Rose, why didn’t you come to my birthday that year? Do

you know how long I waited for you?!”

A flicker passed through Rose’s eyes, “You waited for me?”

Morrison clenched his teeth, “The last birthday before graduation, and you stood

me up! You always came before, but why not the last time…”

“Morrison,” Rose interjected lightly, his grip on her waist tightening.

He realized something was amiss and quickly loosened his hold, awkwardly

rubbing her waist.

her expression serene,

and didn’t tell me.”

expression froze, then after a long pause, as

turned to Mona. “You didn’t tell

sensation on her scalp. She opened

“I… I forgot.”

of silence, Morrison’s

the play in the activity room and

in person!”

trembled, “I really

told me not to call

its cold

tears spinning in her eyes,

were equally

except for me, Mona, if we speak

head start.

explain.”

her hands clenched, unable to utter

his gaze had

a

were

one hand hooked around Rose’s waist, while

arm. “So, you went to

inch by inch

“Why did you decide to change the

lips pressed together, and he looked ashamed. “It was my

“Was it your

suggest it?”

looked guilty, “Someone

“Who?”

met her gaze, his voice low, “Asking me to snitch in front of her,

us both in a tough

it was Mona who suggested you

gave a barely perceptible nod. His

signaling her

playing on her

voice soft and distant.

the place you initially chose, but no one was there.

I finally

She did give me the address but

the staff, but

you again,

Morrison’s grip paused.

mentioned that winter

birthday back then was just like today, with heavy

for even

the club

voice shook as the suppressed feelings from the past bubbled

a

apple bobbed, his own emotions swelling in sync with

too. I waited all night, afraid that if I left,

as he embraced her, kissing her forehead,

get your birthday gift ready,

fell ill the next day, and didn’t return to school

new semester started, your attitude had changed

explanation, and there was no chance

and find out what

wracking my brain, trying to figure out if I did anything to

to make you

replied, his voice stiff

seeing you so calm, not picking fights

it would’ve made my day. That’s why I wanted

birthday.”

especially for Morrison, who

had ever shown weakness to

and this new vulnerability felt

just like he

though, it felt so much more awkward. But what was

lost

at Morrison’s shirt, her spirits lifted despite herself at his

quick kisses on her forehead before stepping

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