Megan eyes moved from Justin to the wall. He fancied her! She knew it! Part of her wanted to fly into a rage, let him know just how much of an arse he was and how stupid he was for picking Sally over her. She couldn’t though. In fact, she couldn’t really move. Megan felt utterly numb at his words. She didn’t even notice as his thumb moved over her hand; or that Preston was standing now; watching and ready to pounce.
“I - ” Megan tried to find the words respond to Justin’s words. What could she say? She opened her mouth to say something again, only this time all she could manage was to burst into tears. Her hands flew up to her face as she tried to cover it, but there was no denying it.