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“Last night was a mistake. You won't spread what happened around, or I swear you will regret it. Do you understand?”

I sighed, rubbing my eyes against the brightness that was flooding the room. The smell of sweat, alcohol, and men's cologne hit me before my eyes could focus. My gaze collided with a bare, hard chest, Leonard's perfection hovering over me.

I raised my eyes slowly. Leonard was there, just a few inches away.

Shit! The whisper was trapped in my throat. I looked down and found myself naked, wrapped in a thin sheet. The light from the window was burning, and the slight discomfort, that sharp, painful throb in my legs, gave me certainty. I had thrown my virginity out the window for the man I loved.

My hands clenched the sheet. He leaned in, and I froze. I stared into his blue eyes, now cold, and his brown hair that fell across his face. His warm scent brought back the memory of the night before.

“Did you hear what I said, girl?” His jaw was locked, the bone protruding in irritation.

He rested his hands on the bed, and the mattress sank. The muscles in his arms tensed beneath the taut skin.

I averted my gaze. He had never spoken a word to me in all the years we had studied together, until we both ended up inside this room.

“Yes,” I shrank back. My heart plummeted to my stomach. “Even if I tell, who will believe it? It will sound like a bad joke.”

He gave me one last inexpressive look before stepping away and grabbing the pair of sneakers near the bed. When he nodded and said nothing more, I understood that he had believed me. My head snapped to the side, his breathing heavy and ragged.

“Aren't you curious to know what happened?” I asked, but he continued to pick up his clothes scattered on my bedroom floor with unusual speed. “I was entering the room when you grabbed me and shoved me inside. Your lips touched mine, and the sweet, nauseating taste of alcohol flooded my mouth…”

“I don't want to know!” he shouted, rubbing his face with his hands. His voice was raw. “I… I don't remember anything from last night. It's better if it stays that way.”

A bitter smile crossed my lips when I saw the regret on his face. I had thought that, after that night, everything might be different, that I would finally have someone to share my love with. I was wrong.

“It's better that none of this leaves this room and that you don't spread lies about me.” His voice was hoarse and loud, and the aggression made me recoil. He took a step towards me. “I have a girlfriend, and she can't know what happened here.”

“Girlfriend?” I choked on his words.

“Vivian,” his voice sounded soft and full of regret. “She is my girlfriend.”

“No…” I whimpered, tears welling up in my eyes.

How could my best friend be the girlfriend of the man I had loved since I started college?

My eyes widened. My head snapped toward Leonard searching for confirmation, but he just lowered his chin, his shoulders slumping as he bent down to grab the rest of his things and leave my room, slamming the door shut.

When the door closed, I ran to the bathroom and threw up everything that was left from the night before. The world spun around me as I tried to stand up. Tears continued to stream down my face, and I couldn't stop them.

I fell to the cold floor, hugging my knees. What had happened? I was no longer a virgin. I had offered my body to a man who was dating my best friend without me having any idea that was happening. The pain twisted my stomach, squeezing my abdomen tightly. I stayed there for long minutes, feeling the nausea fade and be replaced by a frightening emptiness.

I pushed the pain into a dark corner. Not only that, but I took a quick shower and got dressed, checking the time. I had important exams that morning. I hid the pain and the memories and rushed out of the room.

As I walked down the hallway, a loud murmur echoed from every corner. They were laughing. When I looked up, everyone was staring at me. I tried to figure out what was wrong, besides my large-framed glasses and the baggy clothes that covered my body.

My body froze when I saw Vivian in Leonard's arms. I swallowed a sob.

“It was just sex, Vivian, I swear.” He approached her and kissed her lips. “I want you, and no other girl matters to me now.”

Vivian snarled, running her hands through her hair as she screamed in frustration. I turned my back, ready to escape the pain of seeing them together, when she yelled my name. I gasped as the hallway fell into a deathly silence.

Not only that, but I turned around to look into the eyes of the woman, now standing in front of me.

“Roberta…” she called me with a shaky voice. “Did Leonard really sleep with you? I mean, seriously, could that have actually happened?”

I opened my lips to say what was going on when she raised her arm. A sharp slap echoed across my face. I felt my cheek burn, the acute pain spreading to my neck. My glasses flew away. I could barely see without them.

“Are you feeling special now that Leonard slept with you?” The colleagues around laughed. “You are nothing. You will never be anyone. And, after today, you will regret studying at this university.”

I noticed the malicious joy in Vivian's expression.

My eyes closed, and I wished for it all to be a mistake, that Vivian and Leonard were not dating. She had been my only friend for months and was the only one who knew how much I loved Leonard and desired to be by his side.

“How long have you two been together?” My voice cracked, a tear ready to run down my face. “How long have you been dating, and I didn't know?”

“I don't know what you mean by that.” Vivian's smile widened, cold and slow. She leaned in and kissed his lips. That made my heart explode in my chest. “But, if you want to know, we are getting married in a month, and you will be my guest of honor.”

I was too stunned to speak. My unfocused eyes were on Vivian and the malicious smile that remained on her face.

Leonard grabbed her hand, intending to lead her away.

Vivian, however, turned to look at me one last time.

“How do you feel knowing that I am going to marry the man you love and that he is disgusted by you?”