Raquel walked back to the living and sighed as she carried her bag. "Turns out the atmosphere here isn't. . ." she looked up the stairs and turned to her boyfriend. "Let's go, I'm sorry for wasting your time but Liliana isn't feeling well at the moment and I'm not familiar with her new boyfriend." She sounded sarcastic about it.
Was her choice better than Liliana's choice? Was what she wanted better for Liliana? Was she satisfied that she made her best friend cry?
No, she wasn't but how else was she supposed to knock it into the girl's head that Tristan wasn't serious about the relationship, he wasn't even the right person for her. He might be so handsome now that she had viewed his true face but she knew he must be something different from his look in the inside. His tattoos added to her rejection of Tristan being her best friend's boyfriend.
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