And suddenly, I wasn't smiling anymore.
"I need to tell you something."
I sat there for a second.
"What?"
She was quiet.
Then she said, "He told me something before we broke up."
I leaned back.
"What did he say?"
"He said he knew something was going on between us."
Interesting.
I tried to keep my face normal.
"And what did you tell him?"
"I told him he was being paranoid."
Good answer.
But then she looked straight at me.
"June..."
"Yeah?"
"Was he right?"
I froze.
Not because I was scared.
I just wasn't expecting the question this soon.
I could've lied.
Actually, I was definitely going to lie.
But I needed to know exactly what she was asking first.
"Right about what?"
She looked down for a moment.
"About you liking me."
There it was.
The question I'd been waiting for.
And somehow, it was much harder to answer than I expected.
I smiled slightly.
"Why would you think that?"
"Because of the way you act around me."
I stayed quiet.
She continued.
"You always know when something's wrong with me. You always show up. And whenever I talk about him, you listen like you're waiting for something."
That last part was dangerously accurate.
I looked at her.
"What if I am?"
She stared at me.
For a few seconds, neither of us said anything.
Then she asked,
"Do you like me?"
I could've denied it.
I could've played innocent.
But after everything I'd done, pretending I had no feelings would be pointless.
So I gave her the safest answer I could.
"I think you're someone I care about."
She smiled faintly.
"That's not what I asked."
I laughed.
"You're making this difficult."
"You started it."
Fair enough.
I looked away for a second.
Then back at her.
"Maybe I do."
She didn't say anything.
She just kept looking at me.
And for once, I had no idea what was going through her head.
Then she smiled.
Not a huge smile.
Just enough.
"I knew it."
I raised an eyebrow.
"You knew?"
"Not completely. I just had a feeling."
Well.
That was convenient.
I leaned back.
"So now what?"
She looked down at her hands.
"I don't know."
That was the answer I wanted.
Not yes.
Not no.
Just uncertainty.
Because uncertainty gives you room to work.
I was about to say something when my phone started ringing.
I looked at the screen.
My girlfriend.
I stared at her name for a second.
Of all the possible people who could've called me right now...
Of course it had to be her.
The sister noticed my expression.
"Is everything okay?"
I locked my phone.
"Yeah."
My phone kept ringing.
She looked at it.
Then at me.
"You should answer."
"I'll call her later."
The ringing stopped.
I thought I was safe.
Then a message appeared.
Where are you?
I didn't reply.
Another message.
I've been calling you.
Then another.
We need to talk.
I looked at the screen.
This wasn't good.
My girlfriend wasn't stupid.
And lately, I'd been spending way too much time with her sister.
If she had started noticing...
Plan B had just become a lot more complicated.
I put my phone away.
The sister looked at me.
"Everything really okay?"
I smiled.
"Of course."
She nodded.
Then she said something that made everything worse.
"I actually wanted to tell you something too."
I looked at her.
"What?"
She took a breath.
"I think..."
She stopped.
Then laughed nervously.
"I think I might like you too."
For the first time that day, I genuinely didn't know what to say.
Not because I was shocked.
I'd been hoping for exactly this.
The problem was everything that came with it.
My girlfriend.
Her sister.
The breakup.
Her ex.
And the fact that I was now sitting between two sisters while dating one of them and falling for the other.
I looked at her.
Then at my phone.
Another message appeared.
I'm coming to see you.
I slowly put the phone face down.
Yeah.
This was going to be a problem.
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