The next evening, Jonah took me to a private room at a club.

As soon as the group of trust fund babies saw me, their eyes instinctively turned to Eric.

Lila, who was sitting next to Eric, greeted me with a smile. "Gina, do you remember me? I'm your best friend, Lila Wheeler."

Jonah led me to sit down. I shook my head apologetically at Lily.

She clung to Eric's arm and mentioned with a grin, "No worries. We can start over and get to know each other again."

This so-called best friend of mine wasted no time flaunting her affection with Eric the moment she thought I'd lost my memory, her gaze laced with provocation.

And Eric? He seemed to relish the thrill of cozying up to another woman right in front of his girlfriend.

"Lila's right. You two are best friends, and your boyfriends are best buddies too—what a coincidence!"

"It's all good. Just think of it as meeting a new friend for the first time."

Everyone knew exactly what was going on, yet they all still went along with the act in an unspoken agreement. They all had this look—like they were in on some inside joke, watching me get blatantly cheated on while I was clueless.

During a drinking game, Lila was asked to cross arms with Eric in a toast as her punishment for losing. Someone pushed them, and their lips accidentally touched.

"Kiss her! Just kiss her!"

Egged on by everyone, Eric grabbed the back of Lila's head and deepened the kiss.

Afterward, she shyly covered her face and leaned into his arms, peeking at me through her fingers with a smug smile.

Eric held her like she was his most precious treasure.

Then, it was my turn—I lost.

"Gina lost! She has to be punished!"

Lila's eyes gleamed with mischief. She was clearly enjoying the show.

"How about you pick someone here and make out with him?" someone suggested, and the others quickly joined in.

"Yeah, pick someone!"

Suddenly, the room fell silent.

I turned to Jonah, noticing how tense he looked. So, I took the initiative to lean in, closing my eyes. I could feel him relax as he slowly moved closer. Then, he cupped the back of my head and pressed his lips to mine.

"Wow!"

It wasn't just the usual rowdy cheering—there was a mix of disbelief in their voices together with the kind of excitement stemming from watching the drama unfold.

I couldn't see their expressions with my eyes closed, but the noise quickly died down, leaving an eerie quiet.

Eric cleared his throat lightly, resulting in Jonah and I being pulled apart.

I noticed Eric's darkened expression and the odd looks everyone was giving us.

Jonah gently wiped a trace of moisture from the corner of my lips.

With a smile, I elaborated, "Of course, I'd kiss my boyfriend. I hope that counts as my punishment."

"Even with her memory loss, Gina doesn't seem awkward with Jonah at all." Lila couldn't resist taking a jab at me for being "stupid" due to my memory loss.

Eric's expression was now grave.

I excused myself to the restroom, and Eric and Jonah followed me outside to smoke.

As I rounded the corner, I happened to overhear their conversation.

"Jonah, I told you not to do anything to her. What was that just now?" Eric's voice carried a hint of suppressed anger.

"It was just a game. Weren't you and Lila playing too?" Jonah replied in an amused tone.

Eric fell silent for a moment before saying, "Alright, let's just drop it. But you still need to watch yourself. I know you'd never fall for Gina, but just keep your hands to yourself from now on. And remember, I'm the one she loves."

When he returned to the private room, Eric still didn't look too pleased.

The gathering eventually ended, and Jonah, who hadn't been drinking, drove me home.

Winter had arrived, so it was freezing cold. The moment I got into the car, Jonah immediately turned on the heat. Then, he reached over and touched my hands.

"Your hands are freezing. I'll heat up some milk for you when we get home. You've just recovered—we can't have you getting sick again."

His actions felt so natural as if he had fully embraced the role of my boyfriend.

I stared at him, trying to figure him out.

"What's wrong?" He glanced at me as he started the car.

"Nothing."

Jonah drove with one hand while wrapping his other hand around mine. It wasn't until my palm started to sweat that he finally smiled.

"Good, you're all warm now. I was really worried you'd catch a cold."

He let go, but the warmth lingered. Inside the car, it was cozy—without a trace of winter's chill.

The moment we returned to Jonah's place and the door closed, he pinned me against it and kissed me deeply.

I tried to push him away, but he firmly held my hands in place. It wasn't until I was almost out of breath that he finally pulled back and gently held me.

"Don't push me away. I'm your boyfriend. Even if you have lost your memory for now, we'll get close again, little by little."

I looked up at him, stunned.

I came from a pretty average background, worlds apart from these trust fund babies. Jonah used to seem like he couldn't stand me, so I did my best to stay out of his way.

However, ever since I "lost my memory", he seemed to dislike me less. In fact, he had been surprisingly nice. Was he doing this just to get back at Eric for putting us together?

I fell asleep with these questions still swirling in my mind.

In the days that followed, Jonah and I maintained a polite but somewhat distant routine. Yet, every now and then, he would kiss me, and over time, I just got used to it.

It was the weekend of Lila's birthday. Jonah took me along to the party.

To celebrate her birthday, Eric threw a lavish party for her on a yacht. The cake alone was taller than a person.

Overjoyed, Lila wrapped her arms around Eric's neck and kissed him on the cheek before shyly pulling away.

Eric chuckled and ruffled her hair. However, when he turned his head and saw us, a flicker of panic flashed across his face. Just as quickly, though, he composed himself and greeted us as if nothing had happened.

Lila noticed us too, flashing a bright smile as she pulled me to her side.

"Gina, you've arrived just in time! Help me take some pictures with Eric."

Eric wrapped an arm around her as they posed in front of the cake while she tilted her head against his shoulder.

"Isn't the cake gorgeous? Eric specially hired a master pastry chef from abroad to make it for me. See that princess figurine on top? That's me."

My hands, which were holding the phone, stiffened for a second. So, Eric could be this thoughtful after all.

Through the camera lens, I saw them embracing each other, smiling like they were the happiest couple in the world. Behind them was the towering cake and room filled with roses. The whole thing wasn't just picture-perfect but romantic as well.

After the birthday song, I went to the restroom. On my way back, I caught another conversation between Eric and Jonah.

"You really put in the effort for Lila, huh? Gina never got this kind of treatment."

"Yes, being with Lila is easy and sweet. She's cuter, gentler, and more thoughtful than Gina. She makes me really happy."

"Then, why not just let things stay this way? If Lila suits you better, you might as well go along with it. You've said yourself that Gina lets her temper get the better of her and argues with you sometimes, no?"

"Jonah, Gina and I have been together for over two years—she's not somebody I can just walk away from. Besides, Lila isn't looking to be with me forever. She just wants to enjoy this time with me while it lasts. She's such a silly woman."

Jonah listened, then gave a smile that was impossible to read.

After the birthday party, we returned home. Once inside, Jonah suddenly pulled me into a kiss. Then he looked at me seriously.

"Gina, you're one of a kind. No one compares to you."

I stared at him in a daze. It was as if he knew everything about me—my favorite foods, colors, and even the movies I loved most.

Jonah kissed me again, and I slowly wrapped my hands around his waist. I felt his back tense for a moment, but then in the next second, he scooped me up and carried me into his room.

Eric had been my first and only, but he had pushed me into someone else's arms. If that was the case, then maybe it was time to move on to someone new. Things with Jonah moved so fast that it almost felt like we were a real couple.

The weekend rolled around again, and everyone decided to take a trip to a resort.

While checking into the lodge, Eric pulled Jonah aside, his expression dark. "Are you two really sharing a room? Can't you stay separately?"

Jonah laughed. "It's just sharing a room. What are you so worried about?"

…

The next morning, Eric called Jonah aside, his voice cold.

I happened to be heading downstairs and overheard their conversation.

"Jonah, I see you as my best friend. Yet you slept with my girlfriend!"

Jonah scoffed. "Your girlfriend is Lila, so don't accuse me of something like that."

"Jonah! I'm not joking!" Eric snapped. "Stop pretending to be Gina's boyfriend."

"Oh? And how do you plan to tell her? That you got bored and wanted to try someone new, so you lied and said I was her boyfriend?" Jonah smirked. "Do you even have the guts to say that?"

"I…"

Jonah continued, "You've got a new girlfriend now, and you seem to like her a lot. Didn't you say so yourself?"

"Lila and I agreed from the start that it was just a fling!" Eric sounded almost desperate. "I never said I was giving up on Gina. Not to mention, I'm the one she loves! Jonah, how could you take advantage of my girlfriend like this? I thought you hated her."

Jonah chuckled. "I never said that. You all just assumed."

"I never thought you'd have such disgusting intentions toward Gina," Eric growled furiously. "You're just taking advantage of the situation!"

"Eric, don't get it wrong. You were the one who told Gina I was her boyfriend. You were the one who pushed her into my arms. Since that's the case, how about you be with Lila, and I'll be with Gina? Wouldn't that make everyone happy?"

Eric chuckled coldly. "I'll break things off with Lila right now and win Gina back. I know she loves me, so there's no way she'd choose you!"

I sat in the nearby dining room, leisurely eating my meal. But then I noticed Lila, who had been eavesdropping outside Eric's door, suddenly ran off in a panic after hearing what he said.

That afternoon, Lila suggested we take a walk by the river. Then, she suddenly handed me her phone. "Gina, I want to show you something. I took these from Eric's phone."

Her phone was filled with intimate photos of Eric and me. I handed the phone back to her. "What's your point?"

Lila sneered. "Eric is your real boyfriend. That's why there are so many intimate photos of you two. He lied to you. Jonah was never your boyfriend—it was always Eric! He just used your memory loss as an excuse to push you onto Jonah so he could be free.

"And Jonah went along with it. They've both been playing you this whole time. You're nothing but a joke! As your friend, I couldn't stand watching you be fooled any longer. I had to tell you the truth!"

Lila spilled everything, hoping that the truth would hurt me enough to make me walk away.

Yet, my expression didn't even change. Instead, I smiled, asking, "So what? I'm quite happy with things as they are now. Jonah isn't any worse than Eric."

Lila stared at me in wide-eyed disbelief. "How can you possibly be okay with this?"

Suddenly, a thought seemed to hit her, and she stammered, "You… You didn't actually lose your memory, did you?"