Joan couldn't believe her ears. There was no way the Nancy she knew would say something like that. “T-This isn't funny, Nancy,” she stammered. “Don't say any more. Whatever it is you're playing at, I don't think it'd be much fun to carry on.
Nancy smiled at her friend. “Why haven't you asked if the person I'm in love with is Caspian?”
Joan got all tongue-tied as her world started spinning out of control. Everything was coming at her so fast that she could no longer tell what was true.
Try as she might, Joan couldn't shake away the escalating sense of foreboding.
She took a deep breath to steady her nerves as she looked at Nancy. “That person... do I know
him?”
“You don't. But I've mentioned him to you before.”
From what Joan knew, Nancy had always come across as an introverted and reserved person. Other than Caspian, she couldn't remember Nancy ever mentioning another man's name to her.
If she hasn't mentioned other men to me, does that mean it's Caspian she loves? Is she just taking me for a ride? The suspense was killing her, and Joan decided to confront Nancy with her thoughts.
“It's not Caspian,” Nancy said with a resolute shake of her head.
When she saw how adamant Nancy was, Joan was well and truly stumped.
She could only imagine how humiliated Caspian would be if he found out about it. No man would be able to take this sort of news well, not even the strongest ones.
Nancy remained cool as a cucumber even though she noticed how quiet Joan had become. “If I told you now, you might have some recollection.”
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