36: Are We Fighting?

WINTER:

I wanted the ground to swallow me whole at the intense embarrassment I felt right now.

I was right from the beginning. The gut telling me that Cali knew I was watching was right and I should have listened to it. But how did he know?

Maybe it had something to do with Dad. It was never Ynes since that woman never decided on her own. She let me know it first, leaving it with Dad only.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I denied as he sat comfortably opposite me. That was the only thing I could do now. Deny to death even if I was already caught.

“I saw you looking at your phone. I was watching the recordings through my laptop.” He smiled and I so badly wanted to wipe out the smirk from his mouth.

“Whatever. I really did not know what you were talking about, Cali.”

“Oh. You don't know what I am talking about?” he taunted.

My hands were already sweating profusely.

Dammit. I never wanted to lie like this, but if I didn't, I would lose face.

“Did you have a nice view of