Chapter 4

Lately, Charles and I had almost started to look like a couple in love.

I stayed at the library until closing, and when I stepped outside, I found his tall silhouette by the car, the night wind, sweet with jasmine, ruffling his hair.

"Charles!" I exclaimed. He deftly wound a long gray scarf around my neck, its warmth sinking in.

Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from Ryan. Ryan: [Lily, I'm back. Lunch tomorrow at our usual place?] Ryan and I had a thing. Remembering Emily's recent words, I felt unexpectedly guilty standing before Charles.

I stared at…