"You must have done something horrible to her to the point she's not willing to talk to you," I thought out loud.
When he stayed silent, I knew I hit the mark. I did wonder what happened between them, but not enough to be further entangled in their problems with them. I started to walk away, not willing to continue this conversation anymore.
"Wait!" He yelled.
"Can you help me with Ella? I promise I'll stay away from you after I get the chance to talk to her," he quickly grabbed onto one of my hands.
"Look. I can't help you and I'm not willing to help you as well," I tried to take his hand off me.
"I already promised to help her with her romance with her brother," I made up an excuse when his grip on me tightened.
"You did what?" He raised his voice.
I screamed as the wine glass sha
