Sammy was silent.
There were some things that he couldn't control, such as what happened that night.
Serina sneered, "It seems men are all controlled by their dick. I have been blind for 22 years not to know you!"
She looked at Sammy and Clara who were holding hands. They looked so sweet and meant to be.
"Sammy, Clara, don't make up the drunk-sex-story anymore. That is not the first time that you two sleep under my nose, right?"
Sammy suddenly looked up, saying, "Why would you say that? Serina, you know my feelings for you all these years."
"Right! I used to know that, but now I find I'm a fucking idiot!" Serina said.
"Serina!"
Sammy could tolerate Serina mocking him, but he couldn't bear Serina suspecting that he had cheated long ago. He had only loved her these past few years!
"Sammy, stop!" Clara pulled Sammy's arm, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Serina turned away. The look on Clara's face was the last thing she wanted to see.