If that day were to come, I would rather leave by myself. I wouldn't want to see the Whites again, and I wouldn't yield to any pressure.
Perhaps Felix understood this point as well as how wrong his actions were, which was why he didn't insist. He let me go, and he let himself go too after some sincere talks.
It was like dealing with a mischievous child. The more you backed down, the more they pushed forward. Politely speaking, they were spoiled. They would naturally give up after realizing that there was no way out and that their attitude was unreasonable.
It was nearly ten when I returned to the dormitory. Surprisingly, Helen was back.
She was blow-drying her hair and wasn't surprised to see me back. Her pretty eyes scanned my face several times, as if she was looking for something.
"Why are you looking at me like that? It's creepy," I said.
She smirked coldly and teased, "You returned with swollen lips after being pampered by your boyfriend in broad daylight."
What nonsense was she spouting? When did my lips become swollen? We didn't even kiss.
I ran over to her in embarrassment, trying to stuff her mouth with her socks. But she escaped and mocked me, "You're just angry out of embarrassment. But with your boyfriend's looks, it's easy to lose control. I totally understand."
"Get lost. Nothing happened, okay?"
"Why are you so worked up? Don't tell me you were bitten by mosquitoes?"
I looked in the mirror and indeed, my lips were a little swollen. I must have bitten my lips during the tense moment earlier. It had nothing to do with Colin!
I was innocent.
Ah, Helen must have been influenced by Matthew.
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I naively thought that Felix's matter was resolved and that my future with Colin would be smooth. However, something happened later that made me realize that it was really hard to let go of love, even being separated.
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