She cornered me in the restroom and sneered, "I’m guessing you learned more than just English from him, didn’t you?"
I chose to ignore her, not dignifying her words with a response.
But she didn’t let it go. "No matter what you’ve learned, he only loves me." she said, her smile twisting into something cruel.
"I've been studying abroad for the past few years and all this time, Kenneth has been waiting for me to come back and marry him."
"Look, this is a photo from last year when he flew to Luxford to celebrate my birthday."
In the photo, Kenneth was holding Yara's shoulder and the two of them were standing in front of the Tower Bridge in Luxford, smiling brightly. The date on the photo was exactly my birthday last year, the day he had told me he couldn't join me because of an academic conference.
Yara walked towards me and leaned in to whisper in my ear.
"You think he really likes you? Don't be so naive. Do you know why he chose you? It was just because your silhouette in front of the school bulletin board resembled mine."
A cold shiver ran down my spine and my thoughts flew back to four years ago, the moment I first met Kenneth.