“Miquel, don't believe what Carla said. How could I possibly frame her?"
Seeing Casey crying, Miquel could no longer sit still. She hugged her in her arms and kept comforting her.
I found the chat history, I put the phone in front of Miquel, trying to let him know everything.
"Miquel, look at yourself and see if the person who said these things to me is Casey. Why can't you believe me?"
When Casey saw me handing the phone to Miquel, she cried even harder.
Miquel snatched the phone I handed over and threw it aside.
"Do you think Casey is as vicious as you? Even though she was the one who brought the person here, you didn't get hurt at all.
"Carla, do you find it interesting that you keep being aggressive?"
Miquel finished speaking, he still felt a little unsatisfied and kicked the phone that he had dropped on the ground again.
Soon, I realized if Miquel would never listen to me anymore, because he trusted his childhood friend more than me.
If it was about Casey, Miquel couldn’t tell which was right and which was wrong.
In his mind, I had always been an image of a vicious woman. In other words, there was no place for me in his heart anymore.
Miquel had not come back since our last quarrel.