"Hazel," he gasped, weathered. She snapped. " You know each other?"

I struggle to cheer up, and pretend I hadn't seen that scene, but it splashes across my face, in letters bright and blinding.

" Uhmm. He rented an apartment, and coincidentally, we were neighbors..." I pressed my lips close, leaving off how we met. Right now, all I can see is the girl whose happiness depends on what I say or do not say.

" He was there for Kelvin," I paused, and glanced at the man who had asked me if I loved ...