In College, I Bought a Boyfriend Chapter 2

"Honestly, it's a miracle Damian doesn't despise her," Vanessa explained with an effortless grace, saving the conversation.

"Damian and I went to the same university. You have no idea… ugh, I felt so bad for him back then. If his ex hadn't been in the way, do you really think it would have taken us this long to get together?"

"Of course! Vanessa, you're a huge star now. No matter how great his ex was, could she ever compare to you?"

The mood in the room instantly lifted.

I tugged the brim of my cap lower, desperate to just disappear.

The fruit knife slipped, slicing my finger. A sharp hiss of pain escaped my lips, drawing the attention of the table.

"What's wrong with you?" Vanessa complained, her voice sharp with annoyance. "Can't you even cut a piece of fruit?"

"I'm so sorry. I'll get you a fresh platter."

I snatched the plate, ready to flee.

"Wait."

Damian’s voice stopped me in my tracks. Each word was slow, deliberate.

"Turn around."