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The Defensive Bestfriend.

"What the fuck! Tyler!" Clea raged. She turned sharply, dragging the bedsheet around her body.

Not that it did anything. Tarik had withdrawn his head immediately he 'saw'. Clea was mortified. Angry. Embarrassed. Ashamed.

She didn't even know what she was ashamed of.

"Oh really?!" Tyler entered and locked the door. "That's unexpected. I thought it wouldn't be an issue since y'all must've fucked the night you slept at his place."

Clea gaped. This was a Tyler she knew painfully too well. There was disgust strewn all over his face.

"You don't need to play this game, Clea. 'We' know. You know that I know!"

Clea's voice was unstable when she spoke. "You're mad." She began to dress up.

"No! You! Are! Mad! To have the effrontery to say to my face that I'm lying when that's all you've been doing ALL DAY. Friends huh?" A burst of sinister laughter left his mouth. "What? You think I'm some fool? You think I didn't see how he was staring at you that day at the inn?! I could smell him on you t
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