Her Quiet Revenge

Synopsis

During military training, the craving for touch hit me, and I went looking for my childhood friend, Chaim Espinoza. Instead, I saw him leaning lazily against a tree, letting the poor student he supported stand on tiptoe and kiss him. When she pulled away, her eyes were red, her voice soft and tentative. "If we do this... what if your fiancée finds out?" Chaim chuckled quietly. "Then don't tell her. Besides, even if Nicole knew, she wouldn't make a fuss. She's always been considerate." I clenched my fingers and walked away without a sound. Later, I was sitting in the school king's arms, clutching my dress, when Chaim saw us. His eyes turned red as he questioned, "What are you two... to each other?" My lips curved into a gentle smile. I thought for a moment, then answered seriously, "He and I are just friends." "Chaim," I added softly, "be good now. Don't make a scene."