Chapter 126 Just Friends

• As soon as the words leave my mouth, regret rushes through me, stretching out from my heart to every square inch of me, even my fingers and my toes.
• “We’re just friends…” I try to correct, but it comes out weaker than my previous statement. I might be in shock.
• The security men finally break me through the wall of reporters and help me to my front door. They stand behind me as I unlock and open it, then wish me a good evening, even though their expressions are somewhat grim.