She did. In fact, she met Mr. Foreigner and started to know him better. They chat almost everyday and the guy calls her everyday. After a few months C told me they’re boyfriend-girlfriend already. I asked if Mr. Foreigner knew of the guy, C told me she would tell him eventually. Well, she never did. She eventually married Mr. Foreigner telling everyone that he’s the first and last man in her life. Her family of course is so proud of her for keeping herself all those years for the man she married (She was 27 at the time of their marriage).
She refused to look me and T in the eyes for we were the ONLY persons who knew about her not-so-goody-goody past. Her friends that she invited over at my place for the party were all gone. She ditched them just like that.
I am still in contact with her friends though, but our relationship is strained—there’s that dead air hovering us…always careful not to mention anything about C.
As for C, I hope she’s happy with her lies. I’m still holding her secrets from her family as long as it takes. I just cringe whenever I hear her parents brag about how GOOD their daughter was.
Don’t take me wrong, I have nothing against having fun. But living a lie is another story.
Ah, I rest my case.