Avery's POV

"Please excuse me," I said, excusing myself from the table to the restroom, taking my bag with me.

"Okay, hon," Amelia said. She didn't even turn to gaze at me. It was funny how she pretended like she didn't have any feelings for Flair because she didn't want me to know.

I briskly walked towards the bathroom and opened the door abruptly before standing in front of it.

Gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I gritted my teeth in anger.

"How can my best friend not tell me about her love interest with Flair? Wait, that shouldn't even be the question! Why would my best friend fall...