Chapter 23

Recently, I've been depressed quite a bit. Matt's phone calls and messages have been dwindling with each passing day. I can't stop thinking about what I heard that night during our last conversation. I am sure that I heard a woman's voice, but I don't want to cast any doubt on Matt. I know I shouldn't. After all, it's me who's been enjoying Elliot's frequent kisses these past several days.

Since that day, Elliot and I have been sneaking kisses at each other whenever we get the chance. And I can't stop thinking about Ethan's words from the night we ate supper together. What transpired during that conversation is still fresh in my mind.

"So, Elliot, your best friend has spent the entire day with you? Is Matt aware of this?" he inquired, inquisitively. Elliot had already departed before Ethan arrived for our supper, which I appreciated. I don't want Ethan to see him and say things he shouldn't say to him.

"It's not a huge issue, Ethan." I answered. "As I've already stated, Elliot and I