Chapter 9
Chapter 9
My mind went completely blank, like a helpless rabbit trapped in a predator’s jaws.
Wade grinned, milking the moment.
“You know, I once met a senior girl. Guess what? Turns out our dear Sora once wrote a love letter to a guy.”
The room fell into a stunned silence.
He wasn’t done.
“That senior was a friend of mine. She told me Sora asked her to pass the letter to a boy in her class.”
A wave of sheer terror crashed over me.
I was afraid that he would say Kian’s name.
My whole body trembled, my blood running cold.
Wade, drunk on attention, kept running his mouth.
“Wade, shut up!” Leslie snapped, her voice cutting through the tension.
But he only smirked, undeterred.
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“Oh, what? We’re all adults here, aren’t we? No need to be so sensitive. Anyway, my friend thought it was disgusting, so she just threw the letter away. Hahahahaha!”
My heart started beating again.
A mix of relief and disappointment crashed into me all at once.
So that was it.
That confession from so many years ago had ended like this
A joke. A discarded letter.
He never even got it.
Of course he didn’t.
Kian had always been the golden boy–the type who probably got love letters daily and never bothered to read them.
Wade turned back to me, annoyed by my silence.
He wanted to see me break.
He hated that so many of the women at the reunion gravitated toward me instead of him,
“You idiot, why aren’t you saying anything?” he growled, his expression twisting with frustration.
And then, a deep, authoritative voice sliced through the room.
“Why would he waste his breath on a clown?”
Every head turned toward the door..
And that was when I saw Klan.
