38- "Insecurity..."

"Camila!" Trey gently held my arm, and that made me stop. "Let me explain. What you saw—between Kelsey and I—it wasn't what you were thinking!”

I looked at his eyes angrily. "Oh, really?!" I couldn't even help the bitterness that struck in my throat.

"Yes!" he surely affirmed.

"But you two were d*mn kissing, and my eyes couldn’t be lying!" I continued hissing, this time sounding weakly.

"To make it clear, she kissed me. I didn't kiss her back. Did you even see me move and reciprocate what she did? You didn't, of course, because I also didn't expect Kelsey would actually do that. I was, in fact, shocked she could do such a thing!"

I looked away when I realized he was right. I didn't see him react nor move when Kelsey kissed him. He didn't also kiss her back. He didn't even seem to like what she did.

Anyway, there were still questions in my head!

"Why were you absent yesterday? Why didn't you show up? It wasn't true that you were not feeling well, was it?"

He nodded admittingly. "Yeah.