I sneered and said calmly, “No, I just happened to be passing by.”
Juan’s friends all knew that I was his follower and they all treated me as his sister, but no one knew that we had been together secretly for six years.
Someone urged me to stay and attend Rosetta's welcoming party.
Without waiting for me to refuse, Juan spoke first, “It's getting late, let her go home early, otherwise her family will worry.”
His expression was indifferent and apart from the momentary guilt that flashed through his mind, he did not seem embarrassed at all about being caught.
Rosetta was generous and said with a smile, “What's the big deal? We can just send Clara home later.”
She spoke a second ago and Juan responded the next second, “That's fine, but you can't drink anymore. You'll get drunk if you drink more.”
Rosetta gave him a coquettish look and nodded helplessly.
They arranged my comings and goings on their own without asking for my opinion.
I looked at Juan's thin lips stained by lipstick, laughed at myself and said, “No, I just had dinner, so I won't disturb you guys from reminiscing about the past.”