Aysel's POV
"Are we seriously going to keep staring at each other? I thought you said you wanted to talk. For the past five minutes, we had been staring at each other as if we hadn't met in a long time. Are you admiring my pretty face?"
She rolled her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Yes, I admire your pretty face. Just seeing it is enough to get my heart beating loudly. Do you know how madly in love I am with you?"
Both of us burst out in laughter. I have missed her and our playfulness. I could never stay mad at Chloe.
"I am sorry for the way I behaved, Aysel, and I am sorry for calling you a slut. You didn't deserve that. I have just been going through a lot these past few weeks. Something triggered things from my past, and I am trying to get rid of that thought before I
