[ Zach ]
"Wait," I say, halting Mia's little story time. "I met you before I went to Paris and you told me you were in love with someone.... were you... talking about Daniel?"
"Yes." She replies, her voice low, tears glistening in them.
Debating between rolling my eyes at her sob story and giving no reaction at all, I just scoff and look away, and my eyes meet Anna's. She was looking at me... weirdly. I wondered why, and then soon realised. She didn't know I met Mia before we left for Paris. Well, at least not until the news channels decided to break it to her.
It wasn't like she was thinking. Well, I didn't know what she was thinking, but I was sure she'd be wrong. There was no way she could guess the reason I'd met her best friend behind her back. My eyes soften, and I part my lips
