"I told her about the room incident; all you have to do now is give her your valid explanation," I said.
She faced me again.
"Did you what?" she asks, looking at me.
"I told Freen about what happened to us in my office. I think she needs to hear it from us before Zia will tell her," I replied.
"When will you stop intervening in my personal life? Now that I know why she's not picking up my calls, who gives you the right to tell her about it? If there's one person who will tell Freen about that matter, it should be me, but because you're so full of yourself and you didn't think about the possible result the moment she heard it from you, so you told her. You don't know Freen as well as I do, and because of what you did, you just messed up my life. Do you know that?" she said holding back her tears.
Seeing how frustrated Rebecca's face now makes me regret my decisions, she's right; Freen should hear it first from her and not from me. How can I make up to her now? I know she will avoid me this time, and I can't accept that to happen.
DO NOT COPY AND PASTE. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME.
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