Chapter 36 Conversation

Conversation HER SOFT HAND came down to hold me tight. I bowed my head fearfully, unable to meet her stares. "Margaux, I'm your best friend! Why do you have to keep a secret from me?" she muttered, traces of suppressed tears on her face is visible. I shook my head defiantly. "Of course, you're my best friend!" I chuckled. I chose to avoid her critical look. "But you never consider me as one," she said, mixed with a frown. I lowered my head even more. I know where this conversation is going. I don't have to deny it anymore because it looks like she already knows everything. I shook my head, trying to stop the tears from flowing, but it was like a faucet flowing down my cheek. "Bestie . . ." He hugged me tightly and gently stroked my back as I cried on his shoulder. "Damn that bastard!" she cursed while rubbing my back gently. "We have to do something! He must be responsible for that child!" I violently shook my head. "No! He doesn't have to know my condition!" She grabbed bo