Greg looked at Lylia, who was staring at the ground as if it held the secrets of the universe. He asked quietly, "Is this true?" knowing already that Lylia once confessed to him, he just wanted to make sure so that Marina could hear it from her.
Lylia took a deep breath and looked him in the eye. "Yes. I love you. I've been in love with you for a while."
"I know you're with Marina, and I'm not trying to break you up or make things hard for you. I just couldn't go without you and didn't want to. Being close to you makes me happy in a way that nothing else does."
The silence that came after was terrible. Marina then began to laugh. Not in a mocking way, but in a real way, like when the tension finally breaks. "Oh gods, look at your faces."
"Greg, you look like someone just told you that the sky is really orange. Lylia, you look like you're getting ready to die! Please relax, both of you."
