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.

looked up, her expression serene, “You

and didn’t tell me.”

froze, then after a long pause, as if

turned to Mona. “You didn’t

sensation on her scalp. She opened her

“I… I forgot.”

a few seconds of silence, Morrison’s expression turned ferocious.

were going to rehearse the play in the activity room and would

in person!”

“I really

my ass! You told me not to

voice rose sharply, its

tears spinning in her

equally frightened into

except for me, Mona, if we speak

always had a head start.

explain.”

bit her lip, her hands clenched, unable to utter a word.

his gaze had barely

say? It was a direct confrontation with

back then were impossible

hooked around Rose’s waist, while the other

you went

gaze sliding inch by inch across his face, then

return, “Why did you decide to change the

pressed together, and he looked

him, her gaze intense, “Was

suggest it?”

looked guilty, “Someone

“Who?”

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

both in a tough spot, aren’t

you change the

he gave a barely perceptible nod.

waist, signaling her to help maintain

smile playing on her lips before

voice soft and distant.

go. I went to the place you initially

on your phone. When I finally did get through,

did give me the address but neglected to

she’d have informed the staff, but I was

When I tried calling you again, there

Morrison’s grip paused.

why I mentioned that

then was just like today, with heavy

died, afraid to leave for even a moment

outside the club the

suppressed feelings from the

reddening, a mist

emotions swelling in sync with hers.

all night, afraid that if I

he embraced her, kissing

two months to get your birthday gift

day, and didn’t return to school until after the

the new semester started, your attitude

and there was no

and find

to figure out if I did

you mess with me

didn’t,” Morrison replied, his voice stiff with the awkwardness of baring

front of Rose. “It’s just seeing you so calm, not picking fights with

would’ve made my day.

birthday.”

for

had ever shown

and this new vulnerability

here he was, spilling his guts just like

much more awkward. But

her, he’d long since lost his shame. Why started being coy

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

planted a few quick kisses on her forehead

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