Chapter 182 Heart-to-Heart Talk (1/2)

”What?” Betty asked, surprised. ”Did you just say, win him back??”

”Yes,” Beatrice said with a soft smile.

”But ... but ... you ...” Betty stammered.

”But but What? Me what?” Beatrice asked, her eye twitching. Was Betty going to still go on about her feelings for Sam? When will this girl learn?

Beatrice was starting to get a bit annoyed but she knew Betty wouldn't be able to change overnight. She would still consider her, Beatrice's, feelings before doing anything.

So right now, when she is waiting for Betty to say the words, her eye twitched.

Betty gulped, seeing that twitch. She looked down, then took a deep breath.

”I ...” Betty began slowly, ”If I succeed ... will you be okay seeing us together?”

Beatrice took Betty's hands in her own, held them tight and looked at Betty in the eyes.

”I won't lie to you,” Beatrice said, ”I will feel the pain if I am to see any loving scenes between the two of you. I may even feel like crying sometimes. I may cry.”

Betty's lips trembled.

”But I will get over it,” Beatrice continued, ”I do not resent you. I do not hate you for being the one that Sam loves. He chose you, not me.”

”I am fine with that. You can't choose who you fall in love with and I certainly can't force Sam to love me,” Beatrice insisted, ”However, I do ask you ... please. No PDAs in front of me. Not yet.”

”Give me time,” Beatrice said, ”Is that okay?”

Betty let go of Beatrice's hands and hugged her tightly.

”Thank you,” she whispered as she held on tight.

Beatrice patted Betty's back, consoling her.

Beatrice wasn't a Saint, but she knew what was right. She wasn't selfish either so this course of action is the best for everyone.

”Whatever it is, just promise me. You will talk to me from now on. We must always be honest with each other. This won't be easy, so why make it difficult and complicated? If I am uncomfortable, I will tell you. If you are worried over something, ask me,” Beatrice insisted, ”If we keep second-guessing or acting all 'martyr' like, we may be straining our friendship without realising it.”

Betty nodded, understanding.

Getting a boyfriend did not mean leaving behind your friends.

”However, there is one thing I need to do first,” Beatrice began hesitantly.

Truth be told, what she was going to say next is difficult, but she had to say it. She had to tell. This was, after all, their first step in establishing the new 'rules' of the friendship.

It's evolution, so to speak.

Betty waited patiently while Beatrice gathered her thoughts. Taking a deep breath, she said, ”Before anything else, I need to confess to him.”

Betty's eyes popped wide open at this.

Suddenly, a part of her started feeling afraid. Beatrice was so much better than her in many ways. If Beatrice was to confess ... would he choose her instead? Betty couldn't help the fast beating of her heart at that thought.

Beatrice could see the myriad of emotions flashing on Betty's face. She noted it this time, taking a close look at the expressions Betty was making. She wondered why she never really noticed it before. Betty may not say the things out loud but her expressions were more than enough to reveal what was in her heart and mind - if you only looked.

Beatrice felt ashamed at herself for not noticing it before.

She put a hand on Betty's shoulder and said, ”What did I tell you before? You must always be honest with me. I told you about my intention to confess, and that is me being honest with you. Now, it's your turn.”

Betty struggled with it and this time, it was Beatrice who waited patiently until Betty gathered her thoughts.

”What ... what if ... he accepts your confession?” Betty asked, ”You're definitely much better than me.”

Beatrice shook her head at that, ”First, I am not better than you. Betty, do you not know how good you are? You're always putting yourself down like that. If Sam was to hear you, would he be happy about that?”

Betty's face flushed at that and she slowly shook her head. She knew Sam wouldn't like it. He had scolded her for it before.

”Secondly, if he does accept my confession, then I'm going to dump him straight away,” Beatrice said firmly.

”What?! Why??” Betty asked, completely shocked.

”He just confessed to you and in less than a day, he accepts mine? How fickle minded is he?” Beatrice said with a huff, ”But honestly, I know he won't accept. How can you doubt his feelings for you, Betty?”

Betty bit her lower lip, knowing what Beatrice said was the truth. Trust is the foundation of any relationship and if she questioned his feelings for her, wasn't she just demeaning him? Sam was way better than that. It was just her own insecurity that made her think that way.

With this thought, Betty understood that Beatrice simply wanted to have her feelings known so that she can get over him. She truly appreciated Beatrice telling her for if she heard it from someone else, she would start doubting Beatrice.

That cannot happen.

Being open and honest with each other is the key to strengthening their friendship.