Part 2The Ex-Files

"No."

After a moment of silence, I answered calmly.

Caleb shot up straight. "I'm not?!"

"Then who was it? How long did you date? Why did you break up?!"

He seemed to realize he was overreacting. He tried to look magnanimous but failed miserably, his expression twisting.

"I mean, I don't mind, obviously. Just curious."

I paused.

"Because there was always a third person between us. He had a girl he couldn't let go of. I got tired, so I dumped him."

Caleb's expression relaxed a bit. "What a psycho. Dating someone while hung up on another girl? He deserved to be dumped."

He quickly seized the chance to pledge loyalty. "Babe, I would never make that mistake. Since we got together, I haven't even spoken to another woman!"

He was huge, 6'3", but acted like a puppy when he wanted affection. I couldn't help but ruffle his hair.

"Okay, good boy."

He lowered his head obediently, but his gaze was fixed on me, heavy with pressure and curiosity that didn't match his cute act.

"So, babe, do you like him more, or me more?"

Here it comes!

The question every person with an ex gets asked!

"That's a separate question," I deflected.

Caleb didn't get mad. He narrowed his eyes at me for a moment, then smirked.

"Fine. Next time then."

The bottle spun round and round. Just as I was getting sleepy and wanted to leave, it pointed at Ethan.

"Truth," he said, lowering his eyes.

A drunk roommate excitedly asked, "Ethan, bro, why exactly did your first love dump you?"

Under the lights, Ethan's eyes were hidden in the shadows of his brow bone, unreadable.

Just as everyone thought he was mad and tried to change the subject, Ethan suddenly spoke.

"Because I was stupid. I hurt her a lot.

"She got tired."