|SOFIA|
IN the evening, I invited Lance to have dinner. Ian insisted to go with me but I did not allow him. I asked him what would he do while Lance and I were talking. He answered: “Is it prohibited to be with you? You are meeting with that guy. Perhaps he might be telling you something once more and you will stay away from me again.”
I sighed deeply. It was fortunate enough that I was able to control myself not to give in into his wishes. If I hadn’t, I might really be with him while he is the main reason why I wanted to talk to Lance right now.
And now Lance and I are facing each other. And I was not surprised to see the shock in his face when I told him my decisions.
“What the f**k,” he murmured under his breath. I winced because of that. He let go of the spoon and fork he was hold
