It was Sunday. Lucy was finally my girlfriend. We were sitting in the loft living room and everything was going very well when Maggie asked me to go out to the balcony for a moment to tell me something.
- Why are you dating this girl? -Maggie went straight to the point.
- And why not? -I said, somewhat annoyed by the way he spoke about Lucy.
- Come on, you and I know very well that you should be with Sam.
- That? -I asked, very surprised.
- Don't act innocent or faithful in front of me. I know what happened.
- Sorry?
- Sam told me everything.
- All about what?
- Come on, stop playing pretty boy with me. I know you too well to fall for your game.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I said honestly.
- I'm talking about your romance with Sam.
- Sam is part of my loving past
