Chapter 50 Chris/Molly/Chris
When Ryan comes back, I spend more time thinking about all of this than what he excitedly talks about with Chris and Amanda and, in this case, me too. But I feign interest and always smile at him, making him even more interested. Chris is not so close to me. He is more comparable to Amanda now, great, and the old Chris seems to be resurfacing and leaving her with a silly smile on her face, the kind he always leaves most women with.
A few minutes later and Chris is talking only to Amanda and very animatedly about something he seems to be super interested in, so that bad feeling I get every time I see him like this with another woman appears again. It makes me angry, and I don’t want to feel this way. So I approach Ryan and tell him with a look that says more than I am revealing:
”I’m going to make a quick exit.”
It’s not really what I want to do right now, but I want to get the image of those two over there out of my mind, and I don’t want to think about how their night looks like it’s going to end.
… Chris…
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I don’t know how we got to these stories, but Amanda tells me about a fieldwork trip they took earlier in the year.
Maybe I’m telling her how much Molly interests me, but I’m not caring.
And when Molly gets up after saying something to Ryan, I think it becomes even more apparent to Amanda the way I look at them there.
Molly walks away, and I try not to focus my attention in her direction, but the way Ryan is trying to cover something up is filling me with anger right now.
I don’t want to think that she will stay with him after everything I’ve told her, but it seems like she doesn’t want to listen to me.
A few seconds later, Ryan gets up, saying he’s going to get more drinks, I know it’s not true, and I don’t disguise to Amanda how I don’t like any of it. She seems to understand, especially when I tell her I’m going out and will be right back.