CHAPTER 63

During our ride back to Connor's apartment, he did not as little as spare me a glance and I couldn't think of any other way to start a conversation. Not when I was the last person he wanted to be around. When we got back home, Connor still did not try to engage me in anything or make an effort to talk to me. He was unapproachable and for the first time since our argument, I wished I had not met Faris even though I knew too well that It wasn't his fault either. It was mine. I had kissed him. I had taken advantage of his feelings for me and experimented and ended up causing trouble. I was sure Connor was mad at him too even though I still could not understand why he was mad at me this way. We were not a real thing. Just fake couples bonded by a contract. Maybe he was mad at me because of my carelessness and what people would say about his girlfriend going out with another man. If all he cared about was the opinion of other people, then he was pathetic. The next day, Connor left for wo