Chapter 3
Through the dim corner of the VIP lounge, I watched Henry and Gianna pressed close together.
Gianna wore a crop top and high waisted jeans that highlighted her perfect figure. They’d created their own bubble, separate from everyone else, whispering intimately.
Even through the screen, their chemistry was undeniable.
My chest tightened painfully.
Just hours ago, Henry said he wanted to pursue her. Clearly, he’d already succeeded.
When Gianna drew “Push–ups” in Truth or Dare – where a guy had to do push–ups over a girl Henry volunteered instantly.
The crowd went wild.
Gianna lay back on the couch, blushing. Henry positioned himself above her, knocking out dozens of push–ups.
He was careful at first, maintaining distance. But on the last one – whether from exhaustion or intention – he collapsed right on top of her.
The room erupted in screams and whistles.
Both their faces flushed red. Then, amid the chaos, Henry leaned down and kissed her.
Their makeout session lasted three endless minutes.
I couldn’t tear my eyes from the screen, barely breathing, my heart being shredded to pieces.
I wanted to cry, but after this afternoon’s breakdown, I had no tears left.
“Damn girl, you see that? They’re literally perfect together,” Melody said, before taking her phone to a quiet corner. “Iris, I’m sorry, but you needed to see this. You wouldn’t have moved on otherwise.”
My voice came out raw. “Yeah. Thanks.”
I had only myself to blame. For years, I’d thought being allowed to stay by Henry’s side meant that his girlfriend was mine.
“I’m just so mad at him,” Melody continued. “He knew how you felt all these years, but he played innocent and let you fall deeper and deeper. After what you saw tonight, please don’t let him waste another four years of your life in college…”
“He won’t,” I cut her off quietly.
“I’ve made my decision. I’m going to Juilliard with you. But Melody, promise me you’ll keep it secret for now.”
Chapter 4
