Chapter 116

"Sarah has not been talking to me. I know she is mad at me. She asks about my health and all when she calls, but after that, she hangs up," Alita said as her expression dulled.

"You are probably overthinking it. Sarah just called you a second ago, and you are, panicking over it here. She called you yesterday and the day before," Benson shook his head and raised his chin. "I don't understand the fuzz, honestly. You girls are okay. I mean, if I were your best friend, I would be a little," he pinched his fingers at her, "...mad at you for keeping your relationship from me. I might be a little mad that you were keeping us a secret, but I ain't Sarah, and I was keeping you a secret too so," he squared his shoulder as his brows rose.

"How did this become about you just now, Benson Astor," she gave him a once-over, and he shrugged in surrender.

"It was?" He muttered, looking away. "It wasn't-isn't…."

"What do you know… how many friends do you have?" Anita hissed and let herself fall into the