Avilla’s pov.

"Rohan?" I asked shocked.

They both turned to face me and only one had an apologetic look on their face.

I really can't believe this, I am busy worrying out us and he was over here making out with some girl at his party.

I told Camilla that he had doubts and this just confirmed it.

"Avilla, I can explain" he said desperately.

"Please do" I urged him.

I really wanted to hear the nonsense he was going to say to me.

"Rohan, who is this?" the girl asked him in her whiny voice.

"Get out!" I told her firmly.

"What? You can't talk to me like that"...