The following morning, Anna was lounging in Cristina's bedroom, poring over her assignments. She didn’t want to fall behind in her classes.
“Where were you last night?” Cristina asked as she dropped onto her bed, opening her English book.
“I woke up last night, and you weren’t here.”
Anna found herself blushing as she remembered her time with Arthur last night. “Slept in another room.”
“Wasn’t my fathers, was it?” Cristina teased. “Just kidding, but the thought of you two together is just weird.”
“We’re not together,” Anna said smoothly.
“Well, duh.” Cristina laughed. “He’s too old and set in his ways. No way would he want to fool around with my best friend.”
If only you knew the truth. Anna felt terrible for hiding it, but what she and Arthur did was none of Cristina's business. Sh
