Chapter FORTY-NINE

　　Avilla’s pov.

　　"Rohan?" I asked shocked.

　　They both turned to face me and only one had an apologetic look on their face.

　　I really can't believe this, I am busy worrying out us and he was over here making out with some girl at his party.

　　I told Camilla that he had doubts and this just confirmed it.

　　"Avilla, I can explain" he said desperately.

　　"Please do" I urged him.

　　I really wanted to hear the nonsense he was going to say to me.

　　"Rohan, who is this?" the girl asked him in her whiny voice.

　　"Get out!" I told her firmly.

　　"What? You can't talk to me like that" she insisted.

　　"Get the fuck out of here!" I screamed at her.

　　"Jesus Christ! Calm down Avilla" Rohan said when the girl scurried out of the room.

　　"Don’t you dare?" I told him harshly.

　　"I am sorry" he said instead.

　　"No, go ahead and explain to me. We’re you about to have sex with her?" I asked.

　　"No, yes. Maybe" he said unsure.