"What?"   Jennie smiled behind her glass of wine. "I said Nancy is more than a friend. Isn't that right, Lisa?"   "Shut up, Kim." Lisa scowled at the short brunette before returning her attention to me. "You can't trust a word she says, Y/N. She would say anything to get you for herself."   "So you didn't her the night after Y/N told us she loved all of us?"   "Just shut the up Jennie."   "I overheard Ten telling Sorn and Lucas. Your friends should learn to shut their mouths. So, don't try and get out of this one bamboo legs."   Lisa clenched her teeth, a look of anger flashed across her face, as she rushed out of her seat to grab my hands. "You've got to believe me."   "Don't touch me," I said, ripping my hand from her reach.   The blonde-haired girl shook her head, pacing back and forth, her hands pulling at her hair. "You're not seriously going to believe her over me, are you?"   "Don't play dumb!" Jennie yelled, knocking back the last of her wine before jumping from her seat. "Y/N, ask little miss perfect Chaeyoung if I'm telling the truth."   What? Why?   "What's she talking about Chae?" I asked.   Chaeyoung looked down at the floor, but I could still see the pain in her eyes and the tears threatening to spill. After a few moments, she raised her face from the ground and wiped her eyes. "I'm so sorry." She paused, trying to gauge my reaction, so I waited for her to continue. "I heard Nancy bragging about it in the locker room after cheer practice."   "So you knew about this too?" Jisoo inquired, a dark frown scattering her usually bright features.   Chaeyoung nodded meekly.   So it's true?   Lisa had with Nancy the night I told them I loved them. I know she got upset that I didn't choose to be with her only but I didn't expect her to go and do that.   "You ed Nancy and then lied to my face about it?" I questioned the Thai girl, the anger within my rising by the second.   "Baby I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it, it just happened, she was there for me and I needed comfort. I wasn't thinking. I didn't mean- I didn't..." she trailed off.   That was the breaking point of my patience. At that moment, I was blinded by a five-course serving of rage that tasted bitter, yet surprisingly satisfying. I reached out for the nearest object to me, a wine glass, and threw it hurling against the wall. I knew I shouldn't have acted so impulsively but I couldn't stop myself. I had held it back as long as I could, then I let it go.   Lisa reached for my hand again. "Don't ing touch me!" I seethed. We were both looking into each other's eyes now. She was crying. As much as she tried to hold it in, the pain came out like an uproar from in the form of a silent scream. The beads of water started falling one after another, without a sign of stopping.   "All this time I've been beating myself up over not treating you all equally and breaking my back to make it up to you," I paused to compose myself. "And you've been running around ing other girls." I finished bitterly, trying to remain a calm facade, my voice cracked nearly breaking it.   This just made Lisa cry even harder.   "I know I ed up and for that, I'm truly sorry. At the time I wanted you to feel the pain I felt when you didn't choose me. I know it was wrong, I regretted the moment I did it, but I can't change it now. I'm begging you to give me another chance, Y/N."   "Leave."   Lisa didn't move a muscle. "I love you-"   "GET THE OUT NOW!"   "I'm sorry," she said and walked out.   As the d