“So, wh
we first met at the hospital, you already recognized me?”
“No. The order is wrong.
Simon’s voice was steady as he drove, but every word hit me like a hammer.
“I met you at the hospital first. Then Logan reached out to me. After that, I saw you in his posts. If it hadn’t been for that, I wouldn’t have had the patience to listen to his nonsense, and I definitely wouldn’t have kept him on my contacts list this long.”
The information exploded in my brain like fireworks. But in the end, only one thing stuck out.
Logan was already with me back then. And yet, he still wasn’t over his so–called first love. Instead, he pathetically messaged her crush and begged him to take care of her.
My eyes stung, and I stayed silent for a long time.
Simon handed me a tissue. “Don’t be upset. There are plenty of men out there. Just get a new one.”
I sniffled. “Can you show me the messages he sent you?”
a
Simon froze for a few seconds before blurting, “No. Absolutely not.”
His sudden change in attitude puzzled me.
I only asked to take a look. But why did he look so embarrassed?
