#Chapter47

Why did he have to be the one to take my first kiss?

Why did it have to be this way, with him looking at me like I murdered his best friend?

It’s one thing you always remember for an eternity, and it was like this. Something he didn’t even intend or want, and now I’m being hated for it.

I feel like I am slowly being strangled. I take a few steadying deep breaths to calm my internal manic panic and push myself to my feet again, knowing I need to get out of here and get some air. I can’t face Charmaine; she’ll come up here looking...