Haru
They weren’t close, huh? I thought as I stared at Mason and Elizabeth sitting next to each other while eating and chatting. Now and again, Elizabeth would touch Mason’s hand or arm or lean in close to him.
That wasn’t close? Onlookers would think they were dating. Not that it had anything to do with me, but...
But what the heck was with this achy emotion I was having? Why was I feeling so irritated just watching them?
Mason turned then and our gazes locked. Instantly, I felt heat rush to my face, and I hastily looked away, my heart pumping loud and fast.
What the hell?
“Haru, open your mouth please,” Isaac said.
I obediently did, without much thought, and Isaac popped a piece of crispy sweet and sour pork in.
“Eat,” he ordered.
I chewed.
“Nice, right?”
I nodded.
Elizabeth said from across the table, “If other people saw that, they’d think you two were dating.”