At first, it seemed like a joke or prank of some kind. Then a concern. By the end, Kyle didn't know how to feel. He was angry, worried for her, wondering if this was some betrayal or if they were good. He understood keeping secrets and, to be fair, she was telling him now. But she had lied to him, about a lot.

His expression tightened into a concerned scowl and his muscles tensed without him willing them to. He remained statue still, listening, watching her, silent. He was waiting for the rest of the story. It was clear there was so much more to be said.