The Price of Privilege

I suddenly appeared in front of my long-distance boyfriend.

He looked fresh and clean, holding a bouquet of lisianthus.

"Liam."

The moment he turned and saw me, the smile on his face froze.

His eyes were filled with nothing but guilt and fear. "What are you doing here?"

I looked down and smiled.

Even though I hadn't seen the girl with my own eyes yet.

I knew there was no point in agonizing over it anymore.

I asked, knowing the answer perfectly well, "Aren't you happy to see me?"

Liam kept repeating his question, "Why, why are you here?"