While visiting this elite apartment, Flint remembered what he and his friend had done beyond belief. He admitted he was indeed insane at the time, having kissed his friend, tempted by the kiss her friend initiated. However, what disappointed him was that his friend didn't remember anything they did that night. Now he wanted to comfort his troubled friend.
They sat side by side on the sofa. Larissa poured a glass of wine for her friend and herself. She handed one to her friend as she sipped her own.
"Larissa…"
Larissa was still holding back her tears as she tried to forget what she'd seen all day. However, seeing her friend who hadn't cried all this time made her curious. Was her friend actually trying to act tough, or had she known all along?
"By the way, why weren't you angry or sad after finding out your fiancé was cheating on you?"
