TWENTY-ONE

"Who knew Lisandra was such a vengeful bitch? Oh wait, the question should be who didn't know so the answer could be Max Carter," Preston said sarcastically.

"Very mature Nash. I also remember you believing those lies"

"Yeah but I wasn't sleeping with her. You should ask yourself why you're so gullible sometimes. When it comes to women, it’s like your brain decides to take a backseat"

"You're not any better than I am" the only difference between them was that Nash didn’t involve his feelings when it came to dealing with them. Unlike him, his friend could walk away from women without feeling guilty. He, on the other hand, couldn’t shut down his protective instincts. Lisandra had been like a younger sister to him. Growing up, he shielded her from the guys he thought didn’t deserve her. And since she was an only child, he couldn’t help wanting to play big brother.

But after Emilia left, he'd come to see her in a completely new light. She was a chameleon that changed her colors acc