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.

expression serene, “You changed the venue last

and didn’t tell me.”

expression froze, then after a long pause, as

turned to Mona. “You didn’t

sensation on her scalp. She opened

“I… I forgot.”

few seconds of silence,

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

in person!”

“I

ass! You told me not to call

sharply, its

recoiled, tears spinning in her

equally frightened into

calmly. “Everyone knew except for me, Mona, if we

always had a head start. Still feel wronged?

explain.”

unable to utter a

but his gaze had barely lingered on

was a direct confrontation with

from back then were impossible to justify

one hand hooked around Rose’s waist, while the

“So, you went to the original place

gaze sliding inch by inch across

did you decide to

together, and he looked ashamed. “It was my

him, her gaze intense, “Was it your own decision, or did

suggest it?”

looked guilty, “Someone else’s

“Who?”

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

a tough

was Mona who suggested you change the place last

and he gave a

waist, signaling her to help maintain his

faint smile playing on her lips before she

voice soft and distant.

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

your phone. When I finally did get through, it was

the address but

staff, but I was turned

calling you again, there

Morrison’s grip paused.

know why I mentioned that winter of our graduation

was just like today, with heavy snowfall.

afraid to leave for even a moment

outside the club the

suppressed feelings from the past

reddening, a mist

his own emotions

I waited all night, afraid that if I left, you wouldn’t

off as he embraced her, kissing her

months to get your

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

started, your

explanation, and there was no chance for me

find out what

brain, trying to figure out if

birthday, to make you mess

voice stiff with the awkwardness of baring

just seeing you so calm, not picking fights with

change, it would’ve made my day.

birthday.”

was awkward, especially for

Neither had

new

was, spilling his guts just like he had at her

felt so much more awkward.

he’d long since lost his shame. Why started

clutched at Morrison’s shirt, her spirits lifted despite

on her forehead

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