7- "Suspicious..."

"Trey! What are you doing here?!" I asked almost hysterically.

He lazily cocked his head to the side. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that? What are you doing here?"

I turned my back to look at him. The view of his gorgeous topless body was distracting me, so I tried not to look at it.

I frowned at the question he spitted back to me. In return, he looked at the wall sign to point it to me. I followed his gaze and was shocked to have found I was actually inside the men's washroom!

What the f*ck?!

"See? It's clearly a men's area. So, what are you doing here when in fact, you shouldn't be here in the first place?"

Feeling embarrassed, I bit my lower lip and bowed my head.

"I wasn’t aware that I actually entered the men's area. I wasn't watching. I was in a hurry, so I didn't see the sign."

No matter how I tried to look away from the beautiful view in front of me, my eyes seemed to betray me because they wanted to take glances at those beautiful abs and perfectly toned chest.

I could even wonder deep inside what it would feel like when I actually caressed my hands all over those impressive naked body parts of his…

Hmmn… Seems tempting…

But I immediately shook my head at the thought. D*mn it! I couldn't just lust after any guy in front of me! I should only set my eyes and think about Noah because he is the only man that I love! Though he was no longer around, still, I would not want to betray him or replace him in my heart and mind.

My eyes found Trey's, and he was staring at me as if he was trying to scrutinize what was running through my mind. I looked away because I felt like I could melt beneath those deep-seated eyes.

His reaction maddened when his eyes landed and stopped on my burned skin.

"What happened to your skin? What burned it?"

"Nothing," I plainly answered without looking at him.

He stepped closer to me, and I was taken aback when he gently held my hand to check the burned part.

I was about to hold it back, but he didn't let me. He looked at it seriously. And then his eyes went to my eyes again to repeat his question, "What happened, Camila?"

I couldn't seem to figure out why he cared and why he was looking sternly about it. But my heart felt warm from the concern I could see on his serious face. 

"A hot soup was accidentally poured out on me. Jude stood up from his seat and was about to run after you, but he sideswiped a girl who was carrying a tray with a bowl of newly cooked and very hot soup. Since I was the one sitting where the collision happened, I was the one who got badly affected by the incident," I explained.

I didn't even know why I explained. I knew it wasn't necessary because Trey obviously had nothing to do with me. He isn't my boyfriend. But yeah, I just found myself explaining to him…

His expression angered, and in distress and regret, he shook his head. "Jude supposedly followed me? D*mn it."

I looked at him. "It was an accident, Trey. Nobody wanted what happened. Jude, Barbara, and the girl who was carrying the soup were all regretful of what had occured. No one should be blamed for this."

He didn't speak and just continued staring at me. Shortly after, he got something from the pocket of his bag that was hanging on a wall hook that was just near him.

It was actually an ointment. He opened it, and he asked for my hand that was affected by the burn.

"What is that—" Before I could even finish, he already held it and started applying the soothing gel to it.

"Trey, what are you doing?" I asked him weakly while watching him continue to apply the ointment.

He didn't answer and instead just continued and made sure he had applied the aid to the affected area.

I couldn't help but stare at him while he was doing it. Why would he need to be this caring and kind to me? I wasn't even asking for his help, and yet without a word, he was aiding me…

My heart softened by his gesture. He wasn't saying anything to me. He wasn't talking a lot, and he wasn't even nice and friendly! He was cold at all times, but I could feel his warmth through the caring gestures he was showing me!

I didn't like it and its effect on my heart…

After applying the gel, it somehow really helped soothe the burning pain.

"It's a great ointment for burns. You'd be feeling okay eventually, and it'll help dry the wound until days later, you'd see great improvements on the affected area," he said as he was closing the cap of the ointment.

I nodded. "Thanks."

He turned his back on me and put the ointment back inside his bag.

I had the chance to see his bare back with that turnaround. I immediately frowned as I noticed a familiar reddish messy round birthmark at the upper right portion of his back structure.

I couldn't believe it! It's the same birthmark as Noah's!

I could never be wrong and I could never forget about it! I knew my late fiancé very well and I memorized almost all the marks he had on his body and skin!

Why would Trey have the same birthmark?! And even placed on the same area of their bodies!

He isn't Noah, is he? He already made that clear and even made me see how different he is from my late lover. But why the h*ck Trey would have a similar birthmark on the same part of his body?! Is he hiding something?

Done changing and putting on his extra shirt, he looked at me, and this time, he was holding his bag, ready to go out.

"Are you sure you're just going to stand here and stay? Any minute, any guy or group of males will get inside. This is a men's area. When they see you, they'd possibly mistake your intention as to why you're here. Would you want that to happen?" he lazily asked me.

I shook my head. He was indeed right.

"Good." That's it, and he proceeded going out.

I followed him, and soon as he was walking back to the canteen, I stopped and stared at his footsteps.

Who really are you, Trey Gregori? Why aside from being Noah's total carbon copy, you also have the same birthmark as his and even placed on the same body part! What are you hiding? What's your secret? What is this all about? Now I wouldn’t want to believe it was all just purely coincidence…

As I reached home after classes, I started searching for him on the internet, trying so hard to find answers to the questions in my mind…