Mickael stared at me, his shoulders shaking. “Sofie… actually I—”
“Let me guess,” I interrupted him.
“You… already know?” Mickael’s cheeks flushed.
“Of course I know,” my lips pursed. “You want to apologize to me for teasing me for three years, right? Now you want to apologize because you’re not sure you’ll ever see me after graduation.”
Mickael stood there, his mouth agape.
“Let me guess,” I interrupted him.
“You… already know?” Mickael’s cheeks flushed.
“Of course I know,” my lips pursed. “You want to apologize to me for teasing me for three years, right? Now you want to apologize because you’re not sure you’ll ever see me after graduation.”
Mickael stood there, his mouth agape.