His lips parted, hesitating. Finally, he said it, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I kissed him."
Her brow furrowed in confusion. "You kissed who?"
He looked away, his gaze darting to the rain-drenched windshield.
Mei hadn't needed to ask. But maybe it was because she was anxious. Because her brain seemed to register things just as he spoke.
"Chris," he finally admitted, the word falling like a confession.
Mei froze, her eyes widening. "Chris?" she repeated, this time a whisper, as if afraid anyone else might hear.
Sky nodded, his face filled with guilt, confusion, and something Mei couldn't quite place. Just yet.
"What… what happened? How?" She shook her head, at a loss for words. "Just—how did he react?"
"I don't know," Sky admitted, running a hand through his wet hair. "I don't know, Mei. I just—"
"FOCUS!" she barked, snapping him out of his spiralling thoughts again.
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