Chapter 93 : Questions

Chrisanna

"He didn't order anything from outside", Cooper tells me on the call.

"Okay", I mutter. "Thanks"

"Is everything alright? Well, I'm just surprised it took both of you months to get into a fight", he cackles.

"Shut the fuck up, Cooper. It's serious"

"Oops! Sorry. What do you want me to do now? Send him breakfast?" I snap right away. "Don't do or say anything. I'm hanging up"

"Okay"

I cut the call and set the phone aside. I haven't gotten a single work done ever since I came to the office. And it's been ten whole minutes already.

This morning, I fucked up.

Yes, I fucked up in the worst way possible. And I can't find the words to explain myself.

He never looked at me that way, with that gaze— like he trusted someone the most and his trust was broken.

I feel guilty in every way possible even though I knew what I was doing.

I was already feeling guilty for doing that behind his back but when I saw him staring at me that way the guilt multiplied.

I was so stunned and numb that