C34 Chapter 34

Medora

“I kissed Anthony,” I confessed to Yellow as we walked out of the hotel.

“What?” she exclaimed, nearly stopping in her tracks.

“I was drunk. I don’t even remember what it was like,” I said dismissively, avoiding her gaze.

“What about Clyde?” she whispered, moving away from Peter and Charles to speak more privately.

“He hates me. He wants us to just be friends,” I shrugged