I decided to open my Instagram account to check.
Right there and then, I saw Whitney Moore, who had posted a photo.
Whitney captioned it, [I am on cloud nine when someone has to accompany me when I am sick.]
As I carefully checked the photo, I saw Whitney, with whom she had hung an IV Drip in the hospital corridor. On the side, I glimpsed Hendrix smiling.
That photo of them together made my heart almost skip a beat.
Whitney was exceptional. She was the only person who could let Hendrix cancel all his appointments for her and he wouldn't be like that to others, even to me.
During Whitney's birthday celebration, Hendrix gifted her a pink diamond ring. She was that special to him.
Right after I found their photo together, I was in a rage. I even questioned Hendrix to clarify their score.
However, Hendrix only blamed me for making a fuss and said that he and Whitney were just friends and had no relationships. It was just that Whitney had liked the ring for a long time.
When he saw that I was unconvinced by his words, he coldly said, "Come on, can you not be too sensitive enough?"
Hendrix and I didn't speak for half a month when that happened. And it wasn't like this before.