Giselle's POV
I couldn't believe what my eyes had to witness. Zehara was sleazily dressed on my bed with Aariz in my bedroom. "Giselle, I can explain! It's not what it looks like," Aariz stammered and turned pale looking at me.
I shifted my gaze towards him with my breath trapped in my chest. "Of course it's what it looks like! Stop suppressing your feelings for me and tell her the truth," Zehara added before I turned and walked away.
"Just shut up, Zehara! Don't complicate things," He yelled at her and came after me towards the pool.
Catching his breath, he knelt down before the chair I was sitting on and begged me to listen to him. "I swear nothing happened back there. We didn't do anything!" he explained nervously and held my hands. " I thought it was you, believe me! I had no clue
