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.

serene, “You changed

and didn’t tell me.”

after a

Mona. “You didn’t

suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her scalp. She opened

“I… I forgot.”

seconds of silence, Morrison’s

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

in person!”

trembled, “I really

told me

its cold

recoiled, tears spinning in her eyes,

equally frightened

knew except for me, Mona, if

head start. Still feel wronged? You

explain.”

hands clenched, unable to utter a word. She glanced

his gaze had

she say? It was a direct confrontation with Morrison and Rose.

then were impossible to justify

around Rose’s waist, while the

slender arm. “So, you went to the original place

her gaze sliding inch by inch

in return, “Why did you decide

together, and he looked ashamed. “It was

him, her gaze intense, “Was it

suggest it?”

guilty, “Someone else’s

“Who?”

“Asking me to snitch

in a tough

Mona who suggested you change the place last minute,

he gave a barely perceptible

her to

playing on her lips

voice soft and distant.

did go. I went to the place you initially chose, but no one was there. I

your phone. When I finally did

She did give me the address but neglected to

the staff, but I was

I tried calling you again, there

Morrison’s grip paused.

know why I mentioned that winter of our

just like today, with heavy snowfall.

leave for even a moment in

the club the entire

voice shook as the suppressed feelings from the past bubbled

reddening, a

bobbed, his own emotions swelling in sync with hers.

too. I waited all night, afraid that

trailed off as he embraced her, kissing

months to get your birthday gift ready, and it never

next day, and didn’t

new semester started, your

and there was no

and find

figure out if I did

to make you

didn’t,” Morrison replied, his voice stiff

in front of Rose. “It’s just seeing

day. That’s

birthday.”

confession was awkward, especially for Morrison, who was used to

of constant one-upmanship. Neither had ever shown weakness

new

he was, spilling his guts just like

so much more awkward.

lost

Morrison’s shirt, her spirits lifted despite

planted a few quick kisses on her forehead before

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