“_Leave_!”

A manila evelope was open, pictures spews from the opening.

“Quinn, its not what you think!”

“I don’t…._care_,” the room was ice cold, a counter seperating us. “It’s clear, here, IN THESE PHOTOS OF YOU AND MY BROTHER!”

I flung the pictures at her, making her flinch. I wanted to see the hurt, the regret in her eyes, but the only thing she showed me was relief. I knew something was going on, just not to this extent.

“I’m sorry”

“_You’re_? Sorry?” I couldn’t stand to look at her. “I don’t understond why you would do this.”

Silence.

“How long?”

“Quinn—“

“HOW LONG!” Tears threatened at the lid of my eyes, “Afton…how long have you two been involved?”

She didn’t even flinch, the room echoed our misaligned heartbeats. It felt like the world was about to fall out beneath us.

“two…”

“_What!?_”

“TWO YEARS! Ok?” She dragged her hands through her hair, “I’ve been seeing Orion for two years.”