“Who’s Tiffany?” she asked, puzzled.
Damian looked uncomfortable. He quickly denied the call and deleted the number from his mobile.
“You didn’t answer me, Damian,“ she reminded him. So she was another hookup of his. When he still didn’t answer her, busy with his phone, Angela felt tears prick her eyes. Her heart started breaking as the possibility of Damian’s betrayal crossed her mind.
Some people never changed. “Why am I wasting my time with you?“ she said, going to her room.
Damian looked up at her and saw the pain on her face. “I swear I’ve left everything, Angel. Please believe me. I’ve changed all my ways for you. Tiffany was an old friend who I had hooked up with once, long back. I don’t know why she called me. I never had any relationships with any of them. Please believe me, A
