Chapter 33

Micah's pov.

"What? Not much else to say?" I asked as Juliet's eyes went from wide with anger to narrow with irritation and pain.

I wasn't under the impression that she could feel pain. Maybe I had been a little harsh with my words earlier.

"Have you fallen for her?* Juliet suddenly asked, looking back at me, an unreadable expression in her eyes.

"Fallen for who?" I asked even though I already had a pretty good idea of who and what she was talking about.

"Maya, Micah. Are you in love with her?" She yelled impatiently, stepping closer to where I stood.

I burst out laughing at her ridiculous question.

"Oh, come on, Juliet. You are being ridiculous." I scoffed. Now she was making stuff up.

"That doesn't answer my question."

"Really? Fine then, I'm not in love with her." I chuckled again at her ridiculousness. Where on earth did she get that from.

"Okay." She nodded, seemingly relieved at my admission.

I felt the opposite though. I felt like I had just lied to her. Like I had just lied to