Kiana's pov
“What happened, Kiana?” He stretched his hand to touch me, but I quickly pulled away like he had scalded my hand.
He was shocked at my outburst, but before he could say anything, I heard my voice slowly come out in strangled waves.
“Who – put – that – there?”
“Kiana,” he called out as he made to hold me once again.
“Don't touch me, Mason.” I bit out, my eyes trained on him. “Tell me, who kissed you?” I asked him, my voice raising by a notch.
“What do you mean?” He asked, absolutely looking confused like he had no idea what was going on.
“Why is there a woman's lipstick on your cheek? Mason, who kissed you?” I asked again, engaging his eyes relentlessly.
He scoffed and suddenly broke out in laughter. I felt like he was mocking me, but I waited for him to calm down, s
