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"What do you means it's me?" Brett spoke, as he got up straight to face me.

I was involuntarily fidgeting with my hands, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get any words out of my mouth.

It was that moment of silence we were having where both of us are confused to process what's running in our minds. The temperature of the seemed to increase with the slow anger in Brett's face.

He's definitely not the guy who jumps to conclusions, but there is nothing that is not known here. He heard what I said perfectly, and he is judging the situation right.

"I'm sorry.." I said. That was all I could say after looking at how his face was emotionless and stern.

"You helped her get with me?" Brett asked, almost in frustration. "You thought we dated? For fuck's sake, I didn't even know her until I saw her that day!"

"I didn't know she was lying.." I said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

What I did was stupid. And I realised it after really long. I know I don't stand a chance