Cynthia scoffed, her voice oozing disdain. “You two knew my situation three years ago, didn’t you? But you still stabbed me in the back. What I did was nothing compared to that.”

Filip’s expression hardened. “Cynthia, the way you are now is all your fault. You were the one who betrayed me first.”

His eyes locked onto Cynthia’s with unresolved anger. “What really happened that summer during our freshman year? Don’t you dare tell me?”

Cynthia’s face ...