Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

“Where were you? Wait, you look upset. Did someone piss you off?” I ran into Colin on my way to the

bathroom. He dragged my elbow and asked me the question.

“Yes, I met a jerk,” I scrunched my nose and ranted.

Colin’s expression darkened as he proceeded to scan my body. “Did he bully you?”

I shook my head. It wasn’t that he bullied me per se. I just couldn’t stand the way he talked. It was no wonder he was cheated on. Hmph.

“Then?”

I kicked the wall out of frustration and said, “He’s a prick.”

Colin understood who I was referring to right away. He walked past me and took a quick peek at the garden before patting me on the shoulder. “Didn’t I tell you this would happen? Kindness is not

necessarily repaid with kindness.”

I didn’t know what happened after I left the party, nor did I know how Lilac left or why Felix sat on his lonesome in the garden for a long time. The gathering ended on a sour note.

Back home, Mom and Dad whispered among themselves, making sure I couldn’t eavesdrop on their

conversation.

In the past few years, Felix and I never contacted each other unless it was an absolute necessity. I

wasn’t interested in getting to the bottom of what happened at the dinner just now. It couldn’t possibly

affect me anyway.

Any insignificant individual wasn’t worth my mental capacity. But I had to admit it was fun to see how my

parents were avoiding me.

In the next couple of days, Jade and Zara came to visit me. We had tons of fun–we either went shopping

or went out to eat.

One afternoon, while we were resting our feet in a coffee shop, we ran into Lilac. She looked distraught,

and she asked to speak to me in private.

Being the protective friends, Jade and Zara pulled me behind them and scowled at Lilac.

“No one wants to talk to you.” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Mhm. Go away. You’re ruining this fruit juice for me.”

Lilac was humiliated but did not leave. I recalled the look she had given me during the gathering, and I

figured I should clear things up with her. Lilac and Felix were just acquaintances to me. I didn’t want

them to misunderstand me or something.

Upon my insistence, Zara allowed Lilac and me to speak privately in a corner. Like hens protecting their

chicks, my friends sat somewhere nearby and monitored my situation closely.

“Spill it out now. I don’t have much time.”

Lilac lifted her face and brandished her vulnerable, puffy eyes. I was sick of her. She was beautiful, but

using the same expression repetitively got boring very quickly.

Besides, it was all an act. I didn’t have the time and humor to appreciate her spectacle of self–pity.

“Spare me that. I’m not Felix. Speak now or I’ll leave. My time is more precious than this.”

“Fine, I’ll cut to the chase, then. Did you tell Felix about what I did in university?”

I sniggered. She just admitted it. “What did you do in university?”

Lilac gasped, surprised by my response. She looked at me apprehensively, unsure if I was telling the

truth or lying.