They pulled away, and Oliver's head turned around. His eyes landed on me, and they immediately grew murderous. He released Cecil and stormed towards me. I tried to hurry away as fast as my legs would take me, but my back collided with the pillar, and panic came to my face.
"Oliver!" I whimpered out.
"I told you I didn't want to see you. I didn't want to hear your voice, and I didn't want you anywhere near me. What the fuck are you doing here?!" He sneered at me, and I trembled all over.
"You moved on," I mumbled, but he heard. "With my best friend?"
"You were fucking my brother while being married to me." He countered, "Or did you come to lie and deny?"
I had no memory of what happened that night, and the harder I tried to remember, the blanker it became. I had no feelings for Seth. Yes, I kept the things from him because Seth and Cecil begged me to. I was with Seth only because Cecil didn't want to be alone with him. I thought I was a helpful friend-a good friend.