Genevieve:
"Wow," I interjected before she could even kiss him, clapping my hands. The two of them jumped apart, and Bellamy lowered his head with a disappointed grunt.
"We were just talking," Kit stuttered, but the look on her face brought back memories of the smirks she had been giving me. She had been so confident about stealing my mates, and now she was looking me in the eye, as if confirming her victory.
"I'll go to bed now," she shrugged, no longer crying or acting miserable. "Thank you for making me feel better."
She paused only briefly to exchange a suspicious look with Bellamy and thank him. I couldn't help but keep staring at them.
Kit walked past him and soon disappeared, leaving me unable to say anything.
"What was that?" I asked Bellamy, but instead of trying to explain
