Guilt

“What are you talking about?” He narrowed his eyes at me. “I've never flirted with any woman since the day I set my eyes on you.”

“And you want me to believe that?” I scoffed.

“That's the truth.” He made to touch my hair, but I slapped his hand off.

“Why were you with your ex? Have you gotten tired of me? Is it because I'm not as beautiful as her? At least, if you will cheat on me, do so discreetly!”

“My ex?” He furrowed his brows at me. “What do you mean by cheating on you with my ex?”

“Don't you dare try to deny it.” I folded my arms and narrowed my eyes at him. “Star and I saw you at the mall with her.”

“Pearl?” A confused frown graced his face before it turned into a smirk. “Are you jealous?”

“Jealous my foot!” I glared at him. “If you are tired of me, you can tell me. There is no need to move behind my back.”

Though it hurts to think of it, I won't let him know that.

He chuckled. “As much as I would have loved to see your jealous face, there is something you need to know, Je