Koa's POV
It was a mistake.
I'm done with you.
Get over it.
A momentary fling.
Her words kept echoing in my head again and again, like they refused to leave, like they were carved somewhere deep where I couldn't reach to shut them out.
Usually, girls cry the first time. They get emotional. Soft and Attached.
But her? She dismissed me so casually… like I was nothing to be gushing about.
Like I was some call boy she had paid for and was now done with. Worse still? Like I was the naive one—which was crazy, considering I had just broken her virginity.
But she acted like it wasn't a big deal.
She didn't even ask me for money or anything. She simply walked away… and told me to stay away from her.
My ego took a hit. A bad one. And it didn't sit right with me at all. It burned in a way I wasn't used to.
I couldn't even go after her.
