‘We’re nothing together.’

And yet, Epel was not dumb. She could read between your lines, and she refused to turn a blind eye.

She could not act like she did not see the way you looked at her, the way was so different than when you looked at a man. The way you made up a boy’s name when someone asked you if you had a crush on someone. The way your cheeks took this pretty pink colour when you both were close… The way your skin shivered, your hair stood on end.

You were so stubborn in your denial, she was impressed.

Epel knew you loved her. You could kiss a hundred guys, it would change nothing.

You could date a boy, but you’d be nothing more than his girlfriend.

She just wanted you to stop making up stupid reasons, she knew she was the one for you.