CHAPTER 15

　　Stefan

　　"Tell me, Derek. Is it true what your brother said? Did you call Sara to tell her he's here?" Kara demanded.

　　I couldn't help but smile. I knew this was immature, but I was glad that Kara was calling Derek out on what he did. I knew I wasn't the perfect man. But Derek wasn't a saint either.

　　"No, Kara. It wasn't me. I promise," he replied.

　　"You're lying!" I denied.

　　"No, I'm not lying, Stefan. Leave."

　　"Stefan, you'd better leave," Kara walked to the door and shut it in my face.

　　I felt humiliated. Kara left me with words unsaid.

　　I thought about knocking again. But I didn't want to be pushy. I had no choice but to return to the hotel.

　　I called Sara along the way, but she didn't answer the first three calls. I tried once more.

　　"What do you want, Stefan?" she answered at last.

　　"Sara! I've been calling you! I want to talk."

　　"I don't want to talk to you."

　　"If you didn't want to talk to me, you wouldn't have answered the call, Sara."